Did you know that some Iris
Have beards fuzzy as you please?
Others are called beardless
All are loved by sweet little bees.
Anyhow, I was so excited to find
My blue Iris had opened for me
It happens every spring time
It is such a delight to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The first stanza presents a unique way of look at this Iris flower- with or without their beards. Loved it. Thanks.