Hollyhocks and Roses Aplenty, But Words Are Few

I'm impressed despite drought and benign neglect,
to see that nature and past nurture
win out. 

Enough to make me 
take the time to
linger in the garden,
photograph the profusion 
of glorious reds, pinks, and yellows.

Enough to think
perhaps some 
water is in order.

Something so determined 
to thrive despite hostile environs
deserves at least some equally benign
attempts at assistance.

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