Belly in the dirt

Flapping and tweeting with glee

Happy little floof

Bright flash of yellow

Dipping fast across the sky

Yes, it’s really Spring!

Swirling up as one

Formation swoops ‘cross the sky

On the nightly hunt.

The breeze blows softly

Rustling through the leaves like song

Sweet tune of springtime.

Grey clouds fill the sky

Covering the day with gloom

Matching states of mind

Warm breeze, sunshine bright

Fills the soul with such delight

Imbues sweet promise.

Grey skies and warm air

A Winter which feels like Spring

Enjoy while it lasts.