THE HOME OF THE FERNS

 

THE HOME OF THE FERNS- THE POEM

Ferns most love shadow and the frequent kiss 
Of spray from wood-fringed streamlets flashing clear, 

And mossy grots where never sunbeam is, 

Are to their plumy camping armies dear;

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  and gloom

The dark's soft sister, unto each one brings 

Best solace so from shade they never roam and gloom 

                                                     W.C. SCULLY  

References:

1. South African Gardening and Country Life 1926