The Irises Lament

I'll be here but a day or two but promise to boldly bloom for you. Tall and stately I'll hold my ground yellow, white, purple, blue and subtle shades of brown. Colors and flowers that barely sway in the wind with blends of burgundy and peach like non-identical twins. A clutch of blades and sharp sworded green leaves flower spikes so gracefully beyond belief. One foot, two foot, three foot high blended in along the garden walk by. Before, behind, around the climbing rose standing gleaming full and open before I close. Soft pastels and hues of sunset blush withering in the calm of twilight dust. Another bud lay quietly in wait and though I must go, I hesitate. A moment more to grasp the sun finally giving in as nature has won. Good day, good night, goodbye I'm spent, this is my task in life and the irises lament.