Roses are red,
Violets are blue—or in this case, lilac,
Sugar is sweet
And I love you.
What does love smell like?
A subtle whiff of lilac on a cheek or a hand
Brownies right out of the oven.
Every year my lilac bush blooms in early Spring—
My sign that another year has passed.
Time again to review Love´s smells.
The old love for Grandpa,
these days smelling more and more
like his compost heap.
Mother love for sons-turned-fathers.
They smell of sweat hard-earned,
And of baby food on shirt sleeves.
Then this new love of grannyhood.
Long forgotten scents of a ripe diaper
And a gooey lollypop kiss.
Love, like lilacs, blooms to fullness,
Then mulches into something else