Scents of the Season (3 Line Tale)

(Photo by Niv Rozenberg via Unsplash)

Autumn wore a lilac wreath in her auburn hair, having a sweet scent of the flower that blooms for three weeks and then lingers on and on.

The aroma of jasmine filled our tiny home on the mesa all summer long.

By the time fall rolled in, my flower child of a woman had left with the wind, leaving hints of lilac and jasmine in every crevice of the cosmos.

(Submitted as part of Three Line Tale; a story in less than 100 words.)

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