Perfume's fragrance? Nooo.!

When I was young, just twelve years old, I dreamed of a fragrance, delicate and soft. A scent that would stay around, yet remain unseen, A whisper of sweetness, soft and serene. I wished to be a whisper and soft, like the fragrance of perfume , delicate and oft. Now as I see back, I see a new light, How foolish my wish was, being a normal fragrance which lost in the night. To crave a perfume that fades with the day, An ordinary essence, drifting away. But time brought me wisdom, and strength to my heart, Awakening dreams of a powerful art. I vowed to create something lasting and wise, A book filled with lessons, where knowledge will rise. A book with each chapter, a lesson to share, Crafting a presence both rich and rare. Each page, a discovery, a spark to ignite, A fragrance of a bold character, radiant and bright. Not like the temporary fragrance of perfumes, that vanish from view, But a sacred aroma, both precious and true. Like incense in offerings, it stays around A symbol of value in infinite ways. So here I am now, embracing my worth, A testament of growth, a celebration of self trust.