Lost Fragrance

Fragrance# daily prompt # season 3#attempt 18# tanka

Fragrance of wet soil
after heavy rain bring back
Innocent childhood
and its unforgettable
memories live on surface

πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦

Walking in the woods

Lost in fragrance of

Soil after rain

I lost myself

In memories of childhood

With fragrance of warmth and love

Attention and care

And that of innocence…

That has lost somewhere today

Replaced by materialism

Well groomed childhood

Has lost touch of sensitivity

But gained wisdom and maturity

I see adults all around

Where is innocent child of today ?

And fragrance of the soft heart

Are we losing them day by day?

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11 thoughts on “Lost Fragrance

  1. It is a sad reality. We went out to lunch the other day. A table not too far from us had two adults and two little kids, 2 and 4 years old. Each of the babies had a video gadget. I took a few pictures of them – it made me sad! Adults don’t have to pay attention to kids anymore.

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