I cannot leave a shoe untied, forget to put the milk back in the refrigerator, lose a sock to the static of an undershirt. I cannot break a glass wedged too tightly in the dishwasher, drop a plate on the floor. The furnace repairman must come when he says he will, the red squirrel must not hang upside down on the squirrel-proof feeder and eat seed laid out for sparrows. The weather must be brisk and clear, as promised. If it rains I will cry. If it rains I will cry, if the garbage bag rips, if onions burn in the pan, if the tea is too hot, too cold.