Renee🌻

Gardenia Eau de Parfum

Wisping gardenia scents, tickling my nose, a love that lingers, from many years ago.

First glance, love at first sight, your memory encircles, from a terrace of moonlight.

Absorbing delicate aromas, scented from your love, petals stolen straight, from the lips of an ivory dove.

Evasive hopes, dreams– a timeless, frail bloom, moments we once shared–mon jardinier parfum.

My gardenia has finally bloomed y’all! I just had to write a poem about it, being I have smelled its sweet perfume all week long, from my back porch🤗🌞

Published by Renee🌻

Life is a series of lessons we learn by way of the school of hard knocks. I feel I have a degree in this one. It has made me who I am today--I am Renee--My name is French, meaning Reborn. I believe there is a lot in a name, because that's just who I am. Spirit-filled. Encourager. Reader. Author. Blogger. Lover of love, God, His Word, hearts, dragonflies, nature and coffee!~❤️Aka Nonna. 3 grand-boys, 3 grand-daughters-- 2 girls. 💌 Married 28 years. “May God grant you always...A sunbeam to warm you, a moonbeam to charm you, a sheltering angel so nothing can harm you. Laughter to cheer you. Faithful friends near you. And whenever you pray, Heaven to hear you.”~~Irish Blessings~~

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