Glory Days

I go to where 
wild mountain thistle grows
found along side the road 
of a honey dew dawn
held in bright blue sky kisses
I saw a monarch today 
visiting purple thistle blooms 
flirting with Black Swallowtails 
and Viceroys too
each finding its cue 
from nature’s bounty
Feeding without parting 
to another flower
taking in honey nectar 
to make their long fall migrations
southward to Mexico
Folding it’s wings in silent prayer
then opening them to join 
the unceasing choir 
of musical glory songs
all in sheer anticipation 
of their new found adventures!

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