tonight i walked out of the house and sat in my car
it was the kind of night that you remember
i sat there for minutes, thinking of all the memories
that make me, we, happy
i imagined what would happen if i showed
up at your house at 10:58 p.m.
your mother wondering why the hell you chose
me, out of all the other girls in north central iowa
you, are the winter turning into spring
the slush on the side of the road
the puddles little kids jump into
i am the april showers
and you?
may flowers.