My beloved bought a spring bouquet over the weekend with three iris. The bouquet was mostly yellow, gerbera daisies and mums. He loves yellow, didn*t notice the promise of iris. I watched the purple begin to show on Sunday. Today they are fully shown. Glorious iris. I know buds are always a crap shoot.
We never quite know
What will come.
Buds closed tight
Are a crap shoot.
The daffodil
The iris
May decide the water
Is not good enough,
The atmosphere
Not pleasant.
We play music
Conducive to full blossom,
Wait with anticipation
Eyes open to see
The daffodil
The iris
Sprung full in the vase.
We wait
For spring
Unfurled.
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