As It Scents The Air
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David Harris
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In spring, the flowers grow,
in summer they bloom
with all the colours of the rainbow.
Their sweet scent fills the air
to help to disguise the pollution there.
The fumes of the traffic flow
that cauterise our sense of smell,
or rubbish rotting o a refuge tip
with the stench of wastage grip.
One day we might learn
when I do not know.
To watch and enjoy
the beauty of nature grow
as it scents the air
with its wonderful flair.
21 May 2008
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