

Camelot Academy's showcase of student work.
Bound in Lavender
By
Zachariah Claypole White
Their bodies now rest beneath the ground,
But their souls remain bound to heart in lavender.
When memory floats like a tired cloud on a dusty horizon,
When pictures grow dull like ground in drought
Unable to have the seeds of life sown within their worn frames,
Still love remains,
bound in strands of lavender.