April Fools

This was written on a cold day in April, unsurprisingly enough.

                                                      April Fools

                             Spring seems like a practical joke today.
                             We sunbathed over the weekend, but now
                             cherry blossoms fall like snow in the cold wind
                             and pale pink petals cover the street,
                             confetti from some parade that has already passed.
                             The weather might warm by Easter,
                             but today winter has risen from its tomb
                             to remind us of the other side of resurrection.