Scents of Home

by Harriet Mclean

Back home the lilac perfumed May,

And June the rose, in sweet array.

July brought tangy marigold;

August, tiger lilies bold.

Autumn months breathed harvest air:

Tart, crisp apple, velvet pear.

Berries and herbs their savors lent,

Mingled with mum's exotic scent.

Quiet all slept through winter 'till

April's fragrant daffodil.