The smell of barbecues crept over backyard fences.
Kids found their baseball gloves, played in the street.
Mothers threw open windows to air out the houses.
Families flocked to parks, ball fields and boardwalks.
Others drove with tops down, turned the music up.
After a few days of flip flops and sleeveless shirts,
the sunshine and warm weather began to fade away.
Cold weather returned, bring in the plants, find your
wool caps, sweaters, sweatshirts, maybe even a coat.
“What’s going on?” “What happened to the weather?”
And when I looked out the window and saw the tree
loaded with blossoms, I remembered what he said about
Dogwood Winter, Blackberry Winter, Whippoorwill Winter,
moments in spring time that remind you it can still be cold,
don’t try to rush the seasons, it’ll be summer soon enough.