I learned a long time ago
to not play that game
Give it a name
Give it a time
Call it your own
 
That's what it is.
Eat dirt
get it in your teeth
And smile at those around you
It is not a writing day
It is a hot day out
It is a day for many things and nothing
 
I will not fall
I might or I will die eventually
but I will not fall
Never
 
It is a snow day in my head
A day of and for gentle places;
 they will be mine .