April Showers

Cloudy skies you rolled in so suddenly
so subtly
The streets are filled with your tears
but you always move on
The wisdom of a cloud is her ability
to slowly roll away
Rain then shine
April showers and May flowers

I'd cry too
to see you go
But not move on
forgetting upon forgetting
I'm not sure we ever do
or want to
Clinging to the clouds as they slip through our fingers
like the vaporous mist she always was
leaving us with cold hands
desperately seeking something to hold on to

She rests for now
nestled happily against the mountains
And I ceased caring
and began pressing on
Indifference is only fair at this point
There is too little time to waste with our head in the clouds

We are nothing like a storm
because if I were weather
the plants and animals would have withered long ago
Not enough shine, not enough warmth
There would be no spring

Most things
are better left
out of my
control.