Ode to Oops.

I'm away from home and fell out of the writing groove.  Must rectify.
(Also, most days I want to title my poems "Worst Poem Ever", but there can only ever be one worst.  It forces me to be a bit more creative.)

I did not write
Because I took a flight
It was day,
Not in the night.

On a plane,
In the snow, not rain,
To see my parents
And my home again.

I need to sleep,
But do not weep.
I will write tomorrow
This promise I keep.