Are the irises dead Have they lost their bloom? Are they shrunken and shriveled Are they gone so soon? Is their deep purple less And their curl no more? Have the irises drooped Taking color from my world? Or do they live In rich purple blues? Do they sand alert Catching spring’s early dew? First the bold crocus breaks Hard winter’s dirt Then the scented hyacinth With springtime flirts And my irises stand At attention... Read more