Aromas From Childhood (Rhyme Royale)
Little wild flowers
Of a bright orange and black
Smell like licorice
I remember them so well
They bloom underneath the sun
I picked a few to bring home.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Sept.11/2005
For the first time today, since I was a child, I saw these orange and black flowers. I don't remember what they were called. But, they smell like black licorice. I l-o-v-e- black licorice. LOL
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