Let’s see how tomorrow unfolds

Like a flower

Or a chair

Or maybe a spring-loaded tent

Let’s see how that unfolding happens

Gently

With a little help

Or all on its own

Maybe tomorrow will be resistant

And stay comfortably folded

Happy to maintain its more protected state

Until further notice

Tomorrow’s unfolding remains a mystery

Until tomorrow

When we will see

Exactly what does or does not unfold

I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 30 years in Southern California. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a two-time Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of four darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 44 years. View all posts by lenleatherwood