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In a garden where sunlight dances bright,
Stands a hollyhock, in golden light.
With petals soft as morning's gleam,
A yellow hollyhock, nature's dream.
Tall and graceful, reaching high,
Kissing the blue of summer sky.
Whispers of the breeze it hears,
Through seasons' laugh and sometimes tears.
Golden petals, layered and fair,
A sunlit crown, beyond compare.
Among the green, it proudly stands,
A beacon bright in fertile lands.
Pollinators come, bees and butterflies,
Drawn to its charm, under azure skies.
Each bloom a testament, bold and true,
Of nature’s palette, yellow and blue.
In quiet moments, when day is done,
It basks in the glow of the setting sun.
A yellow hollyhock, so pure, so bright,
A symbol of joy, in the soft twilight.