Wandering in Woods
Known for Rustling Sounds,
All That I Could Hear
Crinkly, Crackling Leaves
As I Walked Around.
Stopped to Catch Some Air.
Boy, It Was A Climb!
Wait, What Was That Sound?
Burbling Was Louder
than My Panting Breath.
Hence, Began My Chase
Another Few Yards
To Reach to The Stream
You, Will, Be Amazed
To Know What I Found.
A Million of Wings
Fluttering ‘jitters’
Mahogany Paired
With Apricot, Black,
Spattered All Over.
Migrating Monarchs’
Bivouac Did A
Splendid Makeover!!
Who Says The Monarchs
Can’t Camouflage?
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