April Showers

Tonight we took the cushions from all the chairs on the back porch
and hit them until all of the pollen had been beat into the air.
I know they will fill again with the yellow dust by tomorrow afternoon and so
I resent my chore.
 
If I ever move to a place where it snows this time of year,
I will scrape the ice from the cushions on the porch until they are clean
to little satisfaction.