
California has swallows, but here in the Midwest, we have turkey vultures. Or buzzards, as I like to call them. These birds return from South America during the last week of February or the first week of March. As soon as their big, black silhouettes appear in the sky, we know spring is one the way.
Below are my oldest’s vulture poem and mine for April. Please share your acrostic poem to spring in the comments.
Up in the sky.
Lots of vultures migrating on
The coast of South America. They come
Up from South America.
Roadkill
Eating.
Pelted with snow
Really
Irritates.
Leave, winter!
Think spring!

