Of the five weekdays, Mondayne is first
And work has once again begun
Don't fall asleep -
It'll soon be the end of Day One.
Second of the five is Tunesday
It can sometimes drag it's feet
But with a whistle and song
It won't be long
Until all the work is complete.
And Whensday is right in the middle
With her thoughtful and ponderous way
The wherefores and wise
The questioning eyes
Try to learn something new every day.
The fourth day is time for reflection
Appreciation of life and it's worth
Nature's fair hand
Embracing the land
Unity twixt heaven and earth.
Hooray! Yippee! It's Flyday at last
A day filled with laughter and cheer
The work is done
Here comes the sun*
And the weekend is nearly here!
*rain wouldn't have the same upbeat impact - and anyway, it doesn't rhyme with done!
Gordon & Sylvia xxx