A Special Memory Portrait

A Special Memory Portrait

It was a portrait unflawed at dawn.
My eyes were unconditionally drawn.
I recognized an unblemished sun.
It was announcing that a gorgeous day has begun.
The aroma of fresh blooms fill the air.
Surely those blooms bring much fanfare.
The soft breeze brushes my face.
A wondrous day is about to unlace.
A sample of spring air rides upon my tongue.
Let no glorious sounds be unsung.
One feels this moment, then it will sever.
However, it is a memory forever.

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