Stewed in my worries
The signature stench
Of anxiety and sadness
Wafts from me
I wish to bathe
In cleansing waters
To be rid of this smell
For tomorrow’s odour
Has not yet past my nostrils
And yesterday’s is long gone
I have the ability
To sprinkle the aromatic herbs
Of joy, love and laughter
To pick them from the earth
To create a potion of happiness
Should I so choose
Debbie Gravett © 2020.02.03
RDP: Aromatic
Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay
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