When the Swallows Return To Capistrano
By Leon T. Rene
When the swallows come back to Capistrano 
That's the day you promised to come back to me 
When you whispered, "Farewell" in Capistrano 
T'was the day the swallows flew out to the sea 
All the mission bells will ring 
The chapel choir will sing 
The happiness you'll bring 
Will live in my memory 
When the swallows come back to Capistrano 
That's the day I pray that you'll come back to me!
 I don't live in Capistrano, of course, I live in Stockton, but just as when the Cliff swallows to Capistrano, they also return to Thornton road. Under the HWY 5 free underpass to be exact! They are beautiful birds, with a tiny, but mighty voice. I am glad they are here. It was a beautiful sunnysunny day today, and it was as zen as it gets with these lovely birds built theirhome! They came all the way from Mexico and other places in SouthAmerica, up to 7,000 mile travelers. They are small, but so mighty! When swallows return to Thornton road, I am happy again. It's not really springwithout them.  
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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