Neighborly, she always says hello
keeping a garden of tidy inspiration
from her motorized chair
Her smiles light the air that
surrounds her, a heartfelt message
of sisterhood arcing the distance
between us with the swiftness
of a blossom pushing out
to announce the arrival of spring
Hardy, she has weathered life
with the persistence of a kernel’d
bulb, resisting the devastation of frost,
blooming again because she can
I have a lovely neighbor named Iris who is mobility impaired, who has a garden that is almost as lovely as her smile, and who I love to talk to whenever I get the chance. This poem is for her. Thank you for reading!
The Poetry Patio 