An Ode to Friday

 

Friday 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 Friday 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 meeting our new goals for the quarter. 

Keep up with your TPS reports kids!

So dawn comes on a Friday,
the early opening bud of the weekend
no rain,
some swell but wind too.

Friday's motto is,

"Close enough to smell the coming weekend"