A serendipitous perfume wafts across the lanai bouncing on gentle island breezes. The scent is unfamiliar, like its origin. A sweet smell I welcome, invading my space and senses uninvited. I close my eyes and breathe in and my thoughts turn to you… transporting me to your arms. I quickly open my eyes, but you’re not there as an unexpected rain blankets my tears. © 2021 Gregory Vessar. A Thousand Miles from Kansas. All Rights Reserved.
A Thousand Miles from Kansas 