bringing forth life from the still
recently frozen grown is
muddy, rainy, windy work
hazy with pollen and the sweet aroma
of bright blossoms, chirping, and the
relentless laughter of children
springing forth with all of the chaos
that nature so understandingly embraces
Hinges creak under the weight of the swinging door
as early autumn breezes tumble in.
They mingle with the cedar lined scent of your humidor
then against the warmth of clove and cinnamon rising
from my porcelain cup.
Promises fall on content hearts.
An early evening jog around the block
a trek down memory lane
the sweet smell of hot frying donuts
me back to a bakery counter in Poland
nostrils flare as the crisp scent of charcoal
memories of marshmallows and campfire Smores
the cold smell of damp soil mixed with rain
me to childhood nights on the lawn staring at the stars
I am home again.