In the fall let me follow the monarch

And escape to the Mexican mountains

Winter over with monarch butterflies

Camp and linger where mountain streams fountain

I will not miss cold winter winds howling

No regrets for frozen noses and toes

As the snow piles deep and needs shoveling

I'll reflect on my neighbors' winter woes

When the warm winds of the spring filter forth

When monarch leaves the oyamel fir trees

I'll return to my northern homestead

To watch flowers nod to large bumblebees

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