An Ode to Thursday

 

Thursday comes in, not on little cats paws like the fog

but comes clomping in wearing an old pair of doc martins

with broken laces, spattered with mud, one heal hanging akimbo

Because Thursday has seen the hopes for the new week dashed

Ground down under the cold efficient heel of another regularly scheduled meeting about warmth, artistry and our new goals for the quarter. Keep up with your TPS reports  kids!

So dawn comes on a Thursday,

the early opening bud of the weekend

no rain,

some swell but wind too.

Thursday's motto is,

"Close enough to smell the coming weekend"