I know what now looks like.
It is snowing again.
This is expected on the mountain.

All this snow is a new thing
for Flower the flatlander.

I meant to get out yesterday.
Back then the good intentions roads were black and clear.

Now that everything is white again,
I’m not sure when I will do
what I meant to do yesterday
when I could have gone out.

Sometimes, it is best to let things lay
and just tell yourself,

“Not today.”

FLOW