The Smell Of Lilacs Ebbs And Flows

by Patrice Clarkson | May 23, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry | 5 comments

The smell of lilacs ebbs and flows
Over my senses
Taking me back in time
When life was slow
And in pastures green
Children laughing, playing
Running past the stream.

Sweet scented lilacs are my time machine.
~ Patrice

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bluesage63 on June 20, 2013 at 10:21 am

Oh Patrice, I am with you -loving the sweet smell of Lilacs!
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- Patrice on June 20, 2013 at 10:29 am
  
  Yes, and mock orange blossoms! Awww, the sweet scent just takes me back.
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  - bluesage63 on June 20, 2013 at 10:30 am
    
    OMG so funny you said that, as I was going to comment on that’s what I am smelling right now with a glorious bush!
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    - Patrice on June 20, 2013 at 11:43 am
      
      Me too!! Think I gotta write about that:D
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Patrice on May 19, 2017 at 9:15 am

Reblogged this on Patrice Clarkson's Blog.
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