Flower Tales (NaPoWriMo Day 19)
Freesia Lactea, milky white,
enjoys the feel of full sunlight.
Sets her roots in well-drained loam
to spread its scent around her home,
enticing bees to pause their flight.
Sweet Pea, known as Gwendoline,
grows quite tall on stems so thin.
Magenta-pink her fragrant flowers,
wondrous sight that never sours,
dappled shade for thriving in.
Hydrangea is a bushy shrub
for flower beds or courtyard tub.
Pink or blue the blooms you’ll see,
resolved by soil acidity
a test that many gardeners flub.
Common vetch grows like a weed
often used for cattle feed.
Purple flowers that it musters
gathering in tight-knit clusters
pretty, useful plant indeed.
And last, the daffodil perchance,
that Wordsworth’s poetry enhanced,
and still, when growing in a crowd,
can almost make you cry out loud
to join with them in sprightly dance.
** There was a prompt to write factually about flowers for today.
