Blogging Poetry

To Lavender’s Gifts 

The Bees? Admit two.

The breeze will lift you

To Lavender’s gifts.

The Bees? Admit Two.

Those pollen spendthrifts.

Peace be upon you;

Go steady, mend rifts.

Gentle breeze blows through

Memories. It sifts

Burrs and thorns into

Garden corners. Shift

Direction. North. True.

Lavender’s breeze drifts;

It swaddles to soothe.

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4 comments on “To Lavender’s Gifts 

  1. The picture is beautiful so are the words

  2. Your verse is a gentle breeze

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