Oh Monarch,
A sighting, unmistakably you. Fluttering, floating, dazzling me with yellow and orange much like a sunrise absent of blue.
Hidden in a meadow, growing tall amongst the grasses. An inflorescence of flowers blooming in masses.
Inseparably entangled, and a match truly made to be. A host plant provides sustenance, a caterpillar chews the
leaves to grow wings and fly free.