A Merry Monarch Christmas
Contributed by Melanie Schuchart
It's Christmas time in Mexico
And the monarchs still arrive every day or so.
They flit and fly among the trees
And softly glide upon the breeze.
Their colors shine all orange and black
As they look for spots for a long winters nap.
We hope they survive their winter retreat
And pray for safety when they're fast asleep.
With visions of milkweed dancing in their head
They conserve their energy while asleep in their bed.
On spring's arrival when the sun shines longer
They awake from their slumber and need to get stronger.
They start their journey north without much pause
For they know they are special, kind of like Santa Claus.
Delivering presents and bundles of joy
That soon will develop into new girls and boys.
While they complete their cycle with the end drawing near
They hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
-- Melanie Schuchart