Grandma’s Iris Garden
by Lenora Rain-Lee Good

Birdsong filled Grandma’s house. 
She raised song finch, had a canary in 
every room for added beauty. The tea-

colored song finch and the yellow canaries
filled her house with joy until that day she
came home and Grandpa stood in the door

waving and saying over and over, Bye. Bye.
The cages stood empty and Grandma looked 
to the tree where her birds all waited

for the next gust of wind. She dug up her lawn,
planted an Iris garden—flowers—
earthbound flags to wave their joy.

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