Page 39 - My Little Book of Perfum'd Poetry

“The beauty of the sun-kissed skies,

Hugging the earth with golden hues,

Blows to life with scented tunes,

The quest to free the soul and mind.

The freshness of this nasal script,

With spicy kiss from softest lips,

Creates the air of fragrant clime,

And stills the flowing sands of time”