As a kid I swatted them in abundance while walking through fields of wild. Now, I wait for them for hours to appear small numbers, much diminished from my childhood memory.
Yesterday, I thought I saw a monarch on my lantana. It could've been one of those crafty imitators but it was a sight for sore eyes. And then, accompanying this welcome stranger was a beautiful yellow butterfly that I could not name. Aside from the giant swallowtails of last year and once this year, they bring joy to my heart.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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Yesterday, I thought I saw a monarch on my lantana. It could've been one of those crafty imitators but it was a sight for sore eyes. And then, accompanying this welcome stranger was a beautiful yellow butterfly that I could not name. Aside from the giant swallowtails of last year and once this year, they bring joy to my heart.
Ron