Ode To Elizabeth Bowman

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Ode to Elizabeth Bowman
Spirit of the wind
Blow for us
Cool our fiery kin
Settle down
Underneath a cloud
Feel you tired feet
She was golden
She was pure
She now lays amidst the moors
A pixie
A sprite with dragonfly wings
If you listen to the earth
You can still hear her sing
A guardian for the garden
Natures peony fleet
Echoes in the Bee Balm
That dance beneath her feet
Till the roots in the bed
Lay petals by her head
Wash her feet in spearmint
Bathed in Basil jubilance
A teacher to me
Amongst yellow daisies
Working and weeding
Edging and seeding
The Iris like an eye
The Canna like a finger
Artemisias daughter
American folk singer
The lavender will shuffle
As the Jenny will creep
The Lillies are reaching
While Chamomiles asleep
St. Peter's wort
Welcomes you
As the Heliotrope kneels
Heucherah's copious beside Goldenseal
A women
A worker
A friend
A leader
The Primrose eden prays
Nearest blue Columbines
Purple Emperor Sedums
Below the Clematis climb
A writer
A poet
A lady
Who knows it
Existential
Transcendental
Beautifully mental
Sentimental Senecios
Ragworts and groundsels
You were always counsel
To our earthly elementals
I mourn for the gardens
Butterfly bushes are quiet
The fireflies are beaming
In the red Begonias riot
You left in the summer
When all is in bloom
Birds pursue chirping
You're now the sunsets hue
Forever a flower
Queen Elizabeth's grace
No gardener or botanist
Could take her place
Evergreen Erica
Heathers and heath
Cynthia and I planted
In our oasis this week
So long farewell
My mentor my friend
You taught us all how
To mulch and to blend
I'm blessed to have seen
The gardens you kept
The beds of Carex
Where Ajuga slept
Alone I won't find you
You're sheltered with love
Praised from us humans
Through clouds up above
In nature you dwell
Moon vines specifically
White Morning Glory
Flowering eternally
Galanthus Nivalis
The initial bloom in Spring
Daffodils to Chrysanthemums
You've attained angel wings
Today the gardens weep

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