Spring Rains

You stand there, dreaming
like it's all a memory
and everything's a memory.

Like snow to rain
Don't you wish it could disappear?
Well,
Turn your face to the wind
that eats its path
with warming fingers.
Let go your memories

Wait.

In time,

The lingering drifts will fade
and drip off leaves
Green, and still fresh from the wood.
It's time
for new memories.

Catch the falling raindrops
and make more

And as all the memories wash away
The asphalt
turns black
rivulets across my skin
of other's desperately forgotten
Nostalgia.

You can only hope for so much
And you've passed your limit.
Now wait for spring rains
To wash it all away.

Wait for spring rains
To make it disappear.