Out on the front porch
sun beating down like flaming torch
Whistling wind ringing the wind chyme
spring cleaning smell of lime
Talking relaxing just to pass time
Smell of fresh cut grass
Wave to neighbors as they pass
Swinging back and forth on the swing
Beautiful song the blue jays sing
Things I love about the spring
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brandon, you poem makes me feel like I am in paradise, feeling free and peaceful with a tall glass of lemonade! :) beautiful!