Be content with me the lovely blossom preened

Sharing dark, rich beauty as the garden greened.

My leaves are narrow, trim and bright

Growing gently in this summer light.

May I dwell at the garden path or lend myself

To a pleasant spot upon the portico shelf.

Born long ago as a Lily of the Nile

I have traveled many an arduous mile

To reside in this land of blended nations.

Being diverse among God’s creations.

I wish to grow ever after in this rich soil

No longer content in barren earth to toil

I leave my ancestors to grow weak or strong

In native ground while I travel far and long

To settle roots in every type of earthly peat

Bloom bright, blue blossoms at my gardener’s feet.

I have many gowns such as Blue Mist, Joyful blue

And White Ice to name just a lovely few.

Plant me anywhere your green thumb please

I promise not to unduly taunt or tease,

But grow ever grand and beautiful for you

At the verdant edge of a garden path or two.

Bring me ardent to your lover’s hand

I am the “flower of love” throughout the land.

Exotic blooms will she display at her table

“Sure sign of his devotion,” will be my comely label.