Storer of sunshine
Keeping the autumn at bay,
Joy and hope align
In your glorious display;
Nestled closely together
Your exuberant, bursting buds,
A beacon in gloomy weather
Subduer of anxious floods;
O, bright Chrysanthemum!
Bringer of fragrance sweet,
Fall's gold set to maximum
Cannot with you compete.
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