It’s funny, isn’t it?
How scent can bring back such memories
Oddly, there is nothing like the smell of Newports
Years and years of memories flood back
The taste of home cooked meals
The feel of your hands
The warmth of your hugs
How I wish to see you both once more
To hear your voices
Even if it were a painfully long story
I wouldn’t mind
I do hate the smell of smoke, but the memories
The memories I do not hate
Not one bit
About the Creator
Robbie Nagle
Hey there. Welcome to my page. I have recently started walking out the path to writing my first novel. To allow myself other creative outlets, I’ll be using this to post some poetry and short stories that may or may not be in future novels.
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