Heavenly

The scent of this morning’s

Fresh plucked Magnolia blossom

Fills the room tonight.

One of my favorites…

One I cannot explain to my own satisfaction,

Much less to another.

Tonight, I am reminded of the first time I smelled Magnolia and how the adrenaline swelled through my body while Angels infused the air.

Spring.

Charleston.

Lemon scented paradise…

It’s different tonight . I cannot lose the lump in my throat no matter how much I swallow.

The scent of Angels this Spring will remind me of my sister who lays dying

Bravely fighting the cancer ravaging her already frail form. Tears scald my cheeks as

I lift the bloom-filled globe to inhale the smell of Heaven that awaits her.

Nancilynn Saylor 2 June 2018

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When the night comes

Twilight trickles,

seeps into the varnishing death

of this young Spring day

Orange blossoms linger.

I capture her scent as she . perfumes the night.

Bid Winter a weary farewell.

©Nancilynn Saylor

18 March 2018