Around Every Turn Poem by Margaret O Driscoll

Around Every Turn

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Each side of the road covered in wild garlic around every turn I pass
Wonderful white flowers flourishing on either side there en masse

A winding avenue garlanded in wild garlic, low banks and verges alike
No palace garden could ever compete with that scene I passed on my bike

Saturday, October 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark Heathcote 17 April 2020

Nice poem Margaret and they eat very well but keep them out of your garden they seed all over the place.

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