Chrysanthemum

"The rose is called the queen of flowers, 
          Surrounded by her sisters fair, 
          A lovely throng of beauties rare, 
She holds her court 'mid summer bowers, 
          'Neath smiling skies of sunny blue, 
          Gayly they bloom the summer through 
Brightening all the golden hours. 
          But when the autumn days have come 
          Then blooms our sweet Chrysanthemum. "
-Hattie L. Knap