Dear Iris, I know you’ve been planning what to wear all year
and now here it is, your few days of glory.
But I love your modesty my dear, you don’t shout out ‘over here’,
just quietly display your apparel. I see you’ve chosen blue (you always do).
I guess it’s your favourite.
Then after a day or two you’ll quietly put away the folds of your gown
and drop back down to the earthy den of your bulb, and start planning
what to wear next year.
I bet anything you’ll go for blue again.