lilacs

The wistful smell that drifts in the wind from the Spring Lilacs
Pierces through my mind's defense
Awakening a memory~

That beauty could outlast despair
That laughter could free and uplift hearts
That adventures could end in cozy comfort
With memories that nourish
That Now could befriend a centered heart
That hope could land with Love

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