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Campions

   
     
        
     
Campions in the wood are fading      
petals limp as seed pods swell      
fecund ripening swelling seeds,      
pink flowers and bees,their work done      
the common round again  next year.      
I watch seed pods swell,     
Take a posy of faded flowers      
spread them in my garden,      
pray nature forgives my intrusion,      
scatter seeds between forget-me-not      
bless my home with pink ,     
when June again shines bright.      
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published | Edited 3rd Jul 2017
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