Hollyhocks
Hollyhocks are among my favorite flowers.
I am watching each season as those green towers
ascend towards the vividly blue summer sky.
Those slender stalks with the green spikes do climb quite high.
The broad, rounded leaves capture the sun’s daytime rays.
From the spikes, protrude bright flowers in a few days.
The plant’s children emerge that are ephemeral.
Red, purple, or white, they are very colorful.
If you see nothing the first year, there’s a reason.
The flowers don’t appear until the next season.
When the flowers are in bloom every warm July,
garden beauty abounds that no one can deny.
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