I saw a monarch butterfly today.
A slow soul at summer’s end
slipping, fluttering quietly away.
This has become a regular trend:
scanning the obituaries every morning
in search of yet another lost friend.
Sad, this morning, to be mourning
the passing of someone I never knew,
a butterfly, lost, at the day’s dawning.
The news brings few things that are new,
with talk show hosts, all self-engrossed,
going on and on about the privileged few.
Monarchs and butterflies will perish too.
I soon will join them. Just like you.
Listen to Roger’s reading on Anchor.
2 thoughts on “Monarch”
I second the second one!
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Thanks, Fran. That’s my feeling too. I guess I’ll have to ‘repost and re-record’!!!! Great to hear from you all the way from the Republic of Australia!!!