Our Monarch
Butterfly Friends

Just saw a report from Mexico
Where our Monarch friends are doing well.
These gifts of nature are amazing,
What a story they have to tell.

They spend their summers here with us,
You seldom know they’re around,
They fly by mostly unnoticed
Never emitting a sound.

It’s difficult to imagine
How anything that small
Begins its unbelievable journey
One he takes every Fall.

Were we to follow its example,
Travel agents would be called.
Planes make the same journey
Your luggage is also hauled.

Conneaut Lake to Mexico
You’d be there the same day.
“Why waste all that scenery?”
Is what the Monarch would say.

Our feelings may not be evident,
But thank you, little friend.
We pray your amazing visits
Will never...never end!