The Monarch Poem by Calvin Berg

On a warm sunny day
North of the States
A confident wonder
Of the arthropod race.

It crawls as a worm
Eating leafs on the trees
It’s fuzzy and friendly,
Puts kids on their knees.

But this day is different
The worm, it does stop
It builds itself a shelter
Just what is this plot?

The chrysalis formed
The worm, it does change
From a fuzzy caterpillar
To a butterfly sage.

The queen spreads her wings
When then they have dried
She jumps off the branch
Ready to fly.

But the seasons do change
And the birds no more sing
It’s time to depart
This beautiful scene.

She flies to the south
Fifty per day
So that she might breed
On a warm winter day.

Through thunder and lighting
She might not survive
To Mexico, she goes
For there she will thrive.