Welcome Spring

It comes quickly
capes billowing 
riding April's horses
across the lake
an old picture in my phone
that works a smile onto my face
blushing my cheeks
with nostalgic memories
it whispers in the forecaster's ear
telling well-known secrets
it sweeps the snow 
up onto the mountain tops
dusting the valleys
with a crooked broom
it weaves its way 
into the grass
till the wind doesn't 
burn my nose
It comes with weighted clouds
slicking the stones
till fallen leaves drip 
into the dirt
a book a find wedged
behind my headboard
full of so much wonder
I can't believe I had forgotten
but I still remember every word
a room in the house
I forgot was there
but it doesn't mind I forgot
It simply taps the soil
and the lawn grows 
a shaggy mop of hair
the buds peel to expose
their colors
ladies dancing
on the riverbank
and on the treeline
all this change
as it did
since the fist dawn
yet I always forget
the cold jumbling my memories
so that this time of year
like inhaling a familiar scent
brings it back
the sunshine 
the puddles
the daffodils
the spring