MONARCH BUTTERFLY

So long, butterfly, sovereign of summertime
You grace our gardens all season long.
Your proud wings, paper-thin, feel a chill in the breeze of autumn,
Your journey’s calling. And so, with an orange-gold flutter you say ‘goodbye’.

 

So long, butterfly, an ancient navigation  Leads the way to a home you’ve never seen
Your proud wings, paper-thin, don’t need a map to guide them.
You may be tiny, but you’ve got all you need.

 

Butterfly, I’ll be waiting, eyes to the sky in springtime.
‘Till then, goodbye!

 

Monarch butterfly, please guard your secret tight.  Whisper to your children how to find their own way.
May your proud wings, paper-thin, bring you back to our fields and gardens.
Monarch butterfly, sovereign of summertime
I’ll be waiting for you in spring.
Until then, goodbye!