Sep 2013
Iris
In the spring
She was a crier
Simple and sweet
She loved to say
"God bless"
And
"Sweetheart"
She loved to say
"Never leave me"
And hold tight to forgotten dreams.
Iris
In the summer
She laughed a lot
At other people's pain,
Innocently
She didn't understand the concept of tears
Water was water and it had been a dry year
Iris
In the fall
she locked her heart in a box
She made herself a small fortress
She let no one in
She knew it was easier to trust
When you're weak
And easier to get hurt
Iris
In the winter
She disappeared
She said,
"I'll be back when it's warmer."
She said,
"I'll be back for June."
She said,
"I won't be long."
She said,
"I'll be back for you."
Iris**
In the next year
The little box she left
Her heart in opened
And it said
"God bless"
And
"Sweetheart"
And
"I never left you"
In the spring
She was a crier
Simple and sweet
She loved to say
"God bless"
And
"Sweetheart"
She loved to say
"Never leave me"
And hold tight to forgotten dreams.
Iris
In the summer
She laughed a lot
At other people's pain,
Innocently
She didn't understand the concept of tears
Water was water and it had been a dry year
Iris
In the fall
she locked her heart in a box
She made herself a small fortress
She let no one in
She knew it was easier to trust
When you're weak
And easier to get hurt
Iris
In the winter
She disappeared
She said,
"I'll be back when it's warmer."
She said,
"I'll be back for June."
She said,
"I won't be long."
She said,
"I'll be back for you."
Iris**
In the next year
The little box she left
Her heart in opened
And it said
"God bless"
And
"Sweetheart"
And
"I never left you"
