Like the aroma I smell
When I go into grandma's flower garden ,
The joy and kindness that we share .
When we go into grandma's house
And smell the special flowers
And the fragrance that fills the house ,
It always strikes a deep cord within me .
The love , devotion and grandma's generosity .
The impact of those things
And how she spread them not just in spring .
I Love You All
By Brock
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