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The Monarch

She hopped and swayed like a silly girl

Who had just heard the school bell toll.

With aplomb, did she take that swirl?

In my mind I coxed and cursed her to fall

Onto the ground as she flit aloft

The dew drops on the glass blades.

My heart sank, and yet grew soft

For those dried leaves under the shades

Of a tall tree that relinquished them

In hope of newer and greener day.

On the emerald grass she gleamed like a gem.

My mind raced for a single way,

That would make her mine forever.

Today in my moments of dolour

I can still remember the monarch flutter

And it still fills my life with colour.

By : Hoimee Dey

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