Iris: A Haiku

By Hana Spangler

Spring brings the iris
budding from the sodden ground
life’s color at last

Crying for the Beauty

By 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