I soar over mountains

With passion glee

For miles I must journey

Great lakes I will see

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From north to the south

Over plains, hills and streams

I'll perch among thousands

I'll rest among trees

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I'll go for the winter

For months I will stay

In spring when it's warmer

Your garden I'll grace

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I'm orange and black

On milkweed I'll feed

My next generation

Depending on me

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I'm magic

I'm beauty

A great sight to see

I'll travel great distance

Wild, high and free

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Four generations

One will stay survive

Milkweed in your garden

On that I will strive

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From south to the north

Three thousand full miles

I'm Monarch, exhausted

A brave butterfly

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A/N: In 1986, the Mexican government created the Monarch Butterfly Biosphere Reserve which protects 62 square miles of forests in the Sierra Madres where hundreds of million of monarchs spend each winter. They journey approx. 3,000 miles back to Canada in the spring to start their four cycles once again.

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- Thomas - © April. 04, 2015