We are already into April, the fourth month, almost a third of the way through another year, yet it seems Christmas was only ten minutes ago. We are guilty of wishing our lives away when we have probably all heard some statement admonishing us for the same. So Wednesday, today, is halfway through a week.
Wednesday
If
you peer forward from woeful Wednesday,
you
may catch a fleeting, teasing glimpse,
of
a couple approaching promising play,
surpassing
the week as away it limps.
Emerging
from the gloomy grind,
a
diamond eclipse of brightness peeks,
like
the jewel of the sun threatening to blind,
unless
in reflection the observer seeks.
A
promise of brighter times ahead,
the
opportunity for relaxing and rest,
two
days of not ‘do as they said’,
but spend the time as you like it best.
Enjoy
the company of partner and kids,
go
places that evoke good memories,
spend
time but not as the other 5 bids,
rather
as a source of various reveries.
Own
time is carefree and fleeting,
responsibilities
can get in the way,
plan
for the work week’s completing,
enjoy
freedoms of each weekend day.
©David L Atkinson June 2019
Half Time
If
you take away the weekend
Wednesday
is half time,
for
those of us whose backs bend,
and
who long for easier time.
A
sign for those of us who are old,
that
children wish their lives away,
when
every day should be like gold,
and
used in their optimum way.
So
take this limited period of time ,
embrace
it in your best way,
to
not enjoy is a personal crime,
take
breath and love your Wednesday.
©David L Atkinson June 2019
God Bless
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