A gentle breeze blew with a hint of jasmine as It flew past me on its way to another front porch swing.
Blades of grass and tulip bulbs rise to say hello after a long winter's nap, and the robin's song fills the air with a springtime melody.
The windows are opened as curtains dance and point the way for winter stale to leave.
Buckets of paint are unopened, and ladders are set to give the old gal a facelift, but that will have to wait until the sights and sounds of springtime say goodbye to me as it flies past with a hint of jasmine and summer on its tail.
Mike 2024
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