1. Walking up the hill, hand in hand with One Small Boy
2. to see if we could find the female monarch we had seen earlier on the milkweed,
3. which was a city a-buzz with pollinators,
4. when we saw a bluebird, and I started singing, “Bluebird, bluebird, through my window,”
5. and One Small Boy sang it with me because it was one of his school songs.
May we walk in Beauty!