A Race to Texas

(Photo credit: Creasey Mahan Nature Preserve Staff)


 

Given these times,

It’s fun to think that just last fall

A flash of orange discovery was the frozen flesh of a monarch.

I rushed to save her.

Nailpolish, they said.

My stomach turned.

Instead, respite from the cooler temps and sugar water squeezed into cotton and sprinkled on leaves.

In a small container, locked in the den, safe from resident felines.

At last, little one, a week of warmth to guide you home.

Spring has sprung and the journey north to Texas has begun.

Will you be among the millions?

Will you be one to fly?

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