Some days, you botch things up a bit.
You have a few misteps.
Missed steps.
Some days, you do a few things right,
but one thing you did
not quite so right,
[even if you weren't exactly wrong,
it just didn't feel right]
sticks to the roof of your mouth,
and nothing else tastes
the way it might have
the rest of the day
if you had not had
that one bad spoonfull.

Some days, all you have,
at the end of the day,
to show or to tell,
are two pictures,
that you think
look nice together.

Some days, that will have to be enough.

See you tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
tt