Walking by her just the other day,
I noticed her.
Her dress was a soft purple
with touches of yellow.
Her head was wrapped in a beautiful
scarf of the same color.
Her fragrance touched me
and brought remembrances of long ago.
Gently she stirred my memories
of a sultry day when the sun was shining
and the soft breezes blow.
She wrapped her beauty around my heart
and then I stepped away.
Her name wasn't given to me,
but the colors of her dress and the fragrance
of her scent will remain of a sultry day,
a day of my youth.
a day of my youth.
