I've noticed that we have a scent <br />for most every smell we make. <br />That bathroom scent, from natures call you've lent <br />now only a sweetened stink, for heaven's sake! <br /> <br />We dab our wrist and spray our clothes <br />with expensive high end designer smells. <br />Then walk into a room with anothers <br />and are thown into some, smelly hypnotic spell! <br /> <br />Where are the smells that I remember? <br />The ones of mom's fresh baked apple pie? <br />Or the freshness that came after a rainy day <br />and those breezes from sun and blue sky. <br /> <br />Where people smelled like fresh sun dried clothes <br />and our homes were scented with a rose. <br />Letting natures fragrance fill our homes and hair <br />all God given scents, that would fill our nose. <br /> <br />Puppy breath and that of a babies too. <br />The powdered smells of a new born babies skin <br />These are the scentable smells, <br />I really want and desire to be sniffing in.<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/covering-up-the-smell/
