FRAGRANCE

In the green fields, where the sunflowers sway
A scent so sweet, it draws us away,
also to new places to touch many hearts, 

with their fragrance to stay
With every sway, it fills the air,
to create a symphony of scents, so fair and rare,
Like a treasure found, because
Fragrance is a gift, profound.
In gardens where roses bloom,
A fragrance of love, so divine, a boon, a gift so precious
In the breeze, it carries us away to a heavenly stay,

where life blooms so fresh and new every day.

-Saradha