Thursday poems

Thursday poems

Then I remembered that it’s Thursday

It’s always Thursdays

Sometimes Thursdays have been fine

But when a day of the week hasn’t been fine,

It’s been a Thursday

Thursdays should be good

It’s a Thursday

Nothing special, to me its Thursday

Your chords on Saturday afternoons,

your hugs on Sunday morning,

your smiles on Monday chats,

your kisses on Thursday nights

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