Monarch in the Milkweed

Monarch in the milkweed. As you flutter around, and rest with your wings closed, then open.

You flutter around and follow me to the back garden, where you alight in the daisies.

There is beauty.

All is not lost.

There is hope.

Published by adelenagy

Nature lover; music lover; Baha'i; married to a wonderful man from Iran; currently looking after my 90-year-old mother. View all posts by adelenagy

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