I saw a Monarch butterfly the other day
He stopped to rest on the branch of a Rose of Sharon bush
He had brilliant black wings with gold inlay
I ask where he was going
"Home to Mexico," was his reply
"the days are getting short and it won't be long till
it is to cold for me fly -but- I will return in the spring
With that bit of information he spread his wings
took a grand bow off he flicked into the wind
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Under the tree where the bumble bee lived
I saw one poke his head out of his hole
He was black with a gold belt
He did a little dance on the ground and up
he flew to one of the last pink blooms on the tree
"hello", I said to him
"can't talk now I'm way to bussssssssy winter's coming
I have to get this last bit of nectar for my queen
Soon she will be hibernating," he buzzed
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I looked around me
The shadows were falling long across the yard
Yes fall was in the air
I too must be busy
getting ready for those
cold days when winter arrives
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Fall is in the air
when you see a Monarch butterfly
and the last blooms from the Rose of Sharon
We are to read
the signs around us
and be ready when Christ our Rose Of Sharon returns
