I wish I could announce that
the prophecy has been fulfilled
but it was more like a prediction
a certainty, even
we all knew the huge banks
of snow that preoccupied us
where I in particular wallowed
labouring interminably
with shovel, scoop, blower and
wearing too-warm full winter gear
all that finally melted away
yesterday
as we knew it would
as we predicted
at the time it felt like prophecy
an impossible dream
now it went almost unnoticed
as the last little patch
on my lawn
about six feet below
the indomitable summit
(where the summit used to be)
trickled away
in the unseasonable
heat
of a spring afternoon
