Iris: A HaikuBy Hana Spangler
Spring brings the iris
budding from the sodden ground
life’s color at last
Crying for the BeautyBy Catherine Strayhall
With winter gone, she can THROW her window open wide
With spring arriving, she can dance in bright SUNSHINE.
This is what it is to LIVE without regret;
To know she can NEVER FORGET, only move on.
With BLUE above, so open, so clear and bright