Colourful movements
of orange and black
floating on the wind
catches my eyes.
Over the rooftop
tiny stained glass wings
translucent in the sun
pass without a sound.
Monarch butterflies
begin their journey
to their warm winter home
fluttering on by
fragile butterflies.
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I love the line " tiny stained glass wings". Another beauty Cheryl!
ReplyDeleteIt was a site to behold, a sad one knowing their journey ahead but one worth stopping to enjoy. Their wings really do look like stained glass. Thank youuuu Dan :)
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