Six.

Prompt: To smell different viles of unknown substances and create a piece from any memory the smell evoked.

Vile Six.

When summer vacation felt like an eternity,
and small things could change the world.
Being with you and mom by the pool,
or the kitchen that rippled with the reflection of the water.
Eating our homemade Popsicles inside so they wouldn't melt too quickly
down our young arms.

Milk, vanilla essence and sugar.
We would freeze them and anxiously wait
for liquid to become solid.
The hint of you so vague,
yet your absence would be noticed.