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Cow Parsley – a poem

Living on the edge, You are often passed by, But not overlooked, You are a gift in my eye. Your presence takes me back To summers gone by, To long country lanes And brilliant blue sky, Where your white foamy blooms Nodded in the breeze, Flower of the verge You are a sweet memory.

Ivy – a poem

Ivy you are eternal spring With the boundless enthusiasm That you bring, Masking the ugly Of modern buildings Your heart shaped leaves They creep unyielding, Gracing green magic In every season Unfettered and flowing No rhyme or reason, Ivy You are eternal spring A protective presence That makes nature sing.

Ode to dandelions – a poem

Fields of golden flowers Natures herbal store A larder for the busy bee And more Shining in the sunlight Yellow rays a blooming Yet these wonder plants So quietly unassuming Persistently they strive Abundantly they thrive These blooms deemed weeds Are keeping us alive.