Nature's Transformation Poem by me poet yeps poet

Well I read your poem I was all along wondering butterflies have life not more than a week how could they fly from North of Canada and return also but you clarified many died so how did so many reach Mexico I still wonder but after the winters you have clarified on their return journey none ever returned only produce kid butter flies which en route died (en route) seven generations ~one per week... so the original ones never did ever reach ~that is how over millions of years we too did reach.... bacteria virus and then as of now genes~ males and females X ~ Y in varying genes father to son~ to grand one~ then greater grandson ~one must have one, a son male sperm ~Y~ vertical transmission of sperms~ thirty years one generation so has nature expanded too~ to a hundred years with newer vaccination~ may be back to shorter generations ~and all over as butterflies once again become--- that is how nature plays fun and we still after one single one for ages run ~take it as a pun fun