04/15/05 16:27:00 - Lilies

The scent hangs heavily,
Sweetly in the air.
A pleasant aroma,
Lovely even,
Not ruined, but forever tinted in my mind,
Tainted by the fact
That the one perfume I long for –
The smell of my daughter’s hair
And breath
And skin –
Is gone.

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