Why do you look away,
as one pretends,
From her, the sun-kissed
country girl
Or maybe she’s
a gritty city girl?
Caring for others
from the start,
She’s grown a warm
and passionate heart.
Although she’s not as
prim and proper;
Like them, she’s
not pale skinned and sheltered,
Why keep her like
a stranger from your friends?
the fragrance writer 
Thank you 🙏🙏🙏🥣🥣
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✒️Why keep her like a stranger from your friends?✒️
Maybe it was because she looked out of place. Like she did not belong. Her clothing was strange. Sometimes old. Sometimes young ?
A lovely poem. I love how you fuel a little fire in her soul
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