The days of smells

Oh how the days of wood on fire are gone
The days have perished without the smell of food
Without odors invading your nostrils you can sleep with ease
The smell of people sometimes reeked
The ability to smell fire helped me live
The smell of deodorants and sprays made my day
Smells of wildlife kept me on my toes
But the days without the smell of fresh air have put me to shame
By the J