Memorial Day

Summer rolled in over my city today.
It caught me by surprise
As I stepped unsuspecting into its tiny drops of mist.
Although this is a day for remembering
I had forgotten this feeling
Of deep and dampened rest rooting in my bones,
Of dreadful joyous longing gnawing in my gut,
Of thick and hazy cold blanketing my shoulders,
Of spring-turned-summer's wetness condensing on my cheeks.
I walked through the twilit dawning of the season
Remembering these things I had forgotten.
I came to the spot where you and I talked that one winter night.
I am sure you must remember the one
On today of all days.
I looked out from there in all directions
Both forward and back.
My eyes made out nothing but the fog.