She was a woman of the bush
Her home was among the tangle of vines
Her wisdom sought after
She could solve most things if you bothered to listen.
She’d tell you to feel the connection
Put an ear to the trees
Take in all you heard.
You could find her most days tending her garden
The herbs she grew had a purpose and a tale
If you asked what or why
She’d fix you with her stare
Then explain in no uncertain terms
The reason why each herb was precious.
This one would cure this and that,
Another for easing pain, settling nerves,
Mix them together, and you created a potion
Put you to sleep or fill you with vigour.
She was ever willing to share,
For she was a woman of the bush
Whose home among the vines
Kept her safe from greedy eyes.
Written for: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/05/02/reenas-exploration-challenge-85/
Morpethroad 
I can almost see her giving a lecture in her herb garden. Great story
Thanks so much Sadje
My pleasure 😇
I completely like this, Michael
Thanks Crispina, much appreciated.
The last line takes the storyline to a different direction. Thanks for keeping up with the Challenges!
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A woman of the bush … by Michael
Michael is this someone you know? Sounds like a fascinating and wise person.
No Jade, just my imagination.