Fragrance
A Theme Poem Contest!! She stepped into the room, which once Echoed with innocent gurgles and tiny feet A whoosh of breeze awakened her senses, And filled her being with the fragrance of her little ones The fragrance of the baby scent, a mixture of baby cream, powder and milk. Closing her eyes, as she cradled the baby suit, She cherished the fragrance of the baby smell; The mother’s heart had embossed her baby’s scent, And the baby fragrance still lingered on.