I am grateful for my nose
I do not care how large
it matters not how small
I am thankful it works
the pleasures it brings
of scents so wonderful
fresh brewed coffee
cooking bacon and bread
of a gentle spring rain
fresh mown lawns
wood fires in October
newly bathed babies
so many aromas abound
stirring my memories
reminding me of my life
yes, I am grateful for my nose
Okay, now I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop, that is, the things the nose does not appreciate. Even if that "that poem" never makes it to this collection, I can almost hear people thinking of everything they smell for which they are not grateful. I am grateful you wrote about the pleasant things, despite their evoking the opposite in my mind. My all-time favorite is wood fires.
ReplyDeleteI was hoping it would stir that sort of thought process. It makes us think that way.
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