Monarch
Dirty hands in the garden
Flowers in their places- just so.
Ready now for Monarchs
as they make their way north from Mexico.
Time and money and work
to get it right and make it welcoming
for these elusive visitors.
A few weeks on-
flowering nicely
alone.
Wandering back to the barn
along the edge of the woods
where wild things grow
stood dozens of milkweed plants
sharing their heady fragrance
with the bees and monarchs
who were busy with their work.
Strange, just then, to think of me at 25.
Remembering the time and money and work
to make myself a garden
for a monarch
and in the end of that-
it wasn’t about the shine and the slope,
the curves and the tightness
the tone or the petal covering-
The monarch settled happily
On a wild familiar flower
We could learn much from
accepting what the monarch wants.
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