A poem a day for the month of April, National Poetry Writing Month |
| The Nose Knows I can be led by my nose. Aroma of coffee wafting, sweet perfume of a rose, inhaling beef on the grill, whiff of lemons hanging way low, breath of salt and sea, sniffing a plucked tomato. and the scent of you fresh from the shower, the fragrance of us snug in our bower. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes |