Iris Before Roses

My roses are teasing with tiny buds right now.
How long before their first flush show?
Thankfully, my bearded iris, hanging low,
Amid the sluggish roses are voluptuously aglow.

Pastel pink, translucent and tissue sheer,
Their flopsy, ruffled petals beguile me I fear!
Charming with serene, easy care elegance,
While roses offer few blooms by chance.

But come first flush of my many gaudy roses,
Slumbering lushly under rose canes, each iris knows,
I’m a foolish handmaiden to their thorny neighbors.
The quiet joys we shared before sustaining my labors.

M. Renee Taylor
5-21-17
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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