AROMA PART I (a poem for my father)

This is the first poem in a 4-part series on the concept of AROMAS… and how scents can trigger old things. Good things, bad things, Great Things.  Look for the next installment on Thoughtful Thursdays.

Aroma Part I(a poem for my dad)

Aqua Velva and Old Spice under the Christmas tree

Even to this day

I think of you when I

smell them

And the short season of my life

when you were the most

precious aroma to me

I remember burying my face

in your neck

your Devil Dog haircut

pricked and prickled

and I didn’t care

little arms wrapped around

Hope

Larger than Life

Humor and Strength…

falling asleep

on Daddy’s chest

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