Grandmom

we may have five senses

but within the workings of just one

from just a simple essence...

a powder, light in the air

sits in my heart; love- the measure of a ton

Este Lauder - Youth Dew

four generations of us -struck down

the very whisp of it intoxicating joy

in it’s presence, not even grief can be found

it has a hint of dust to it-

in it’s purest form

and maybe a bit of the chemistry

when on her skin was worn

Never over powering

how delicate it must have been applied

it’s fragrance still now lingers

as if she were still alive

her children loved it

and their’s did too

all the great-grandchildren

in common we all have -

the scent of Youth Dew

It fills me with memories

the smell- warms my soul

her last box & puff, I have-

wrapped secure, as if of gold

Sometimes I will open the lid

not lean in too close

let the silky powder free

to find it’s way to my nose

It smells like love and tenderness-

like holidays and joy

it smells like kindness,

through the nose- right to the heart

lingering on all the grandkids

the girls and the boys

It is a scent that wakes your brain

one that will never leave me

charming and old fashioned

she wore the scent since 1953

.....

Side car to this, showed up in a Google question

What does Estée Lauder Youth Dew smell like?

If you do know Youth Dew, you know that it smells viciously balsamic, almost like sweet motor oil — not a scent you might associate with cookies, knitting, & other traditionally grandmotherly pursuits

My Gram was entirely unlike all other traditional grandmothers, so that made me especially happy after missing her so.