Sunday, February 26, 2006
Fragrance
Fragrance
Fragrance always remains in the hand
That gives the rose; it lingers forever
A scent follows from land to land
Fragrance always remains in the hand
Like footprints in the gritty sand
Your sweet bouquet leaves me never
Fragrance always remains in the hand
That gives the rose; it lingers forever.
KBris
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