Iris laughed in the wind today,
heads bobbing with rippling petals
sweet scent carried far away looking for
you since you were not near.
I want you to know I love to laugh,
to bob my head and ripple with joy
like purple iris in the wind reveling
in your cheer.
I want you to know I love to hear
your laughter rolling through
your office door making me smile
even though you didn’t know I heard.
I love to feel laughter furrow down to my
toes from silly puns and stories
and Fred Astaire who had a stand-in
for tap dancing.