Amazing Kids! Magazine

The Monarch

By Allison Stein, Contributing Writer


The monarch
Lay motionless on the ground:
Its antennas draped down,
Its wings still.

My heart had broken
For a creature I had never seen but yet had known,
And invisible tears gushed from my eyes
And onto its body.

Its wings slowly weathered down.
I wondered if its memories were the same.
As I imagined its last regrets, its last good-byes, its last dreams,
I witnessed its last breath.

The monarch,
Its lacy wings abandoned,
Its antennas sensing nothing,
Its soul still flying in the breeze.