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LavenderNative to the Mediterranean region south to tropical Africa And to the southeast regions of India From the upper class family of Magnoliopsida The herbal master, Lavender You saw the sword in the stone, the legend of Excalibur Within that forest, the scent of lavender You can turn even the most confident man into a stammerer As he tries to describe the beauty of lavender I remember once travelling through the countryside of Slovakia Gazing out onto the open fields of lavender Your thyme is a rhythm like the ancient mariner But you don't grow in the sea, for you are lavender You are the cure for the pain of sciatica The healing side of the caring lavender You sweep the fields like the charming philanderer But nothing is as charming as you, my lavender 2008: Taken from my new collection of poems 'The Brightraven Chronicles' Vote for this poem
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