All in a golden afternoon, under the skies of cloudless blue, a scent drifted through the breeze. It was distinct unless you looked for it, but it was there. A scent so faint you would miss it if you did not care. I cared. It was not the best smell in the world. There was a hint of sweetness but the smell of nature overpowered it. The subtle sweetness is what I loved. This scent was the smell of the love of my life. Their hint of sweetness reminded me that they are with me no matter where I go. Maybe I was going crazy for smelling it everywhere. That was just the beauty of my love. I am crazy full of it that I carry my precious in my mind wherever I go. It is such a shame they no longer walk this Earth.