End of September

End of September

 

September is ending.  I hardly

recall its beginning, so quickly…

I am distracted by the Monarch

that sips from the verbena, dips

into the marigolds for a moment,

then flies to the coleus blossoms…

the time since Labor Day has flown.

I wonder…I am no butterfly,

but I behave like one.

Perhaps I too am preparing for

a long journey to my winter home.

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