In the garden of time, where roses bloom,
A gentle breeze carries whispers of perfume,
Each scent a story, a moment to recall,
In the dance of life, they tenderly enthrall.

The smell of rain on thirsty earth,
Awakens dreams, ignites rebirth,
A symphony of petrichor’s embrace,
Nature’s lullaby in a tranquil space.

On a winter’s night, the warmth of pine,
A crackling fire, where hearts align,
The scent of comfort in a silent room,
Wraps around like a tender, fragrant plume.

The sea’s salty kiss on a summer’s day,
Brings echoes of laughter, where children play,
In every breeze, a memory unfurls,
The smell of life, a tapestry of pearls.