Linden Scent

Temperature under

Mediterranean Sun isn’t too high

Delicate, fresh scent lingers under

My rooms’ ceilings, as birds cry



We know it’s here

Under lush linden scent

It’s there to sheer

Even if its modest flower wasn’t so meant



By the scent on the stiff wind
The wild roses must be abloom
Thanks to the council’s doom
In our garden none you’ll find


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(Ok, this wasn’t a recent pic, but realistic none the less. Am I sour? You bet.)