memorial a crowd candles lit songs sung words read memories shared hugs and tears
"Ah!" breathed in unison
Monarchs so rare filling the air for those few moments with their delicate flittering wave wafting in a clear royal sky ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one week at home family of four intimate sharing candles lit words read words spoken memories shared wineglass toast
eyes drift to the window
"Ah!" in unison and amazement
Monarch rare and magnificent out the window on Butterfly Bush posed at that very moment for us to sense his transformation
This was extremely hard to put into a poem and it needs work. It really happened. We rarely see Monarchs as they are becoming rare. Since our son was a hobbyist photographer who loved taking pictures of butterflies, bees, etc. on flowers in my garden, we thought it appropriate to find and order butterflies to release at his Memorial (which we held on his birthday). When we had our own private "memorial" the following week, we were astonished when this one appeared just as we were finishing. It was the only one we saw that year. The following summer I had an especially dark day...went out to the garden and there he was...again the only one I saw that year. The third year it happened again. The fourth year two appeared together and that was the last I've seen. (I may just not be out there at the right time, but the serendipity of these encounters was awesome and significant to me!) The title comes from the last line of "Advice From a Butterfly" with a picture of a Monarch.