A poem a day for the month of April, National Poetry Writing Month |
| The Wise Old Queen Iris She yearly shows her face in May on stage in royal purple bold, her stately presence hints of gold. The velvet of her tongue daresay, whispers soft suggestions to pray in thanks for rescue from the cold. She gayly shows her face in May on stage in royal purple bold. Her light fragrance kisses the day I'd love to hear her story told reminding me of days of old. With timely beauty on display, she always shows her face in May. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |