Scent of Our Past and Future
Location
51525
United States
41° 15' 0.414" N, 95° 29' 55.5252" W
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My father reeks of leather and old books
I love to smell that scent while we tattle
Society may call us paranoid shnooks
But we know they are only mere cattle
No good times do I know of my young years
But I shove the bad memories away
As I enjoy his change with cheerful tears
Because I have waited long for this day
We keep our distance while we become close
For neither wants this healing bond to fail
We grow and we learn like a baby rose
But I still love that scent as I inhale
Although he seems like a stranger now
I joyously embrace my father’s vow