Foxglove
Translucent is the beauty of the foxglove flower,
hiding is something they never ever do;
find them in a cottage garden mingling, entangled,
often they self seed in truly strange and odd places.
Look inside the tubular flower for freckles and spots,
I admire them in any garden that I pass by;
and will pause to treasure their loveliness,
yes, it is true one must control their rambling way.
These dreamy gems grow tall and stunning,
oh, behold the grand walls of charming flowers;
every color imaginable available and I am fond of all,
it is awe-inspiring the beauty that nature gives us.
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March 24, 2020
Poetry/Verse/Foxglove
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1238-667-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Submitted into the Strand Choice P Contest
sponsor, Brian Strand
Third Place
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