I love you Wednesday.
I realize now that I have always loved you.
Even though you had such an old fashioned name
That as a kid I had to stop and think, before I could pronounce the same.
You arrive unannounced always in the middle,
Reminding me wordlessly that mid-week can bring unexpected fun and lull,
And, provide a perspective that makes
The week look half full and the weekend almost half empty.
Wednesday, my little heroine, let the world call you names,
Woden’s day, green day, hump day and what not.
To me you bring unbridled mirth,
I hope you stay that way, wordless and haute.