There Are

Days that wait for evenings
Evenings that wait for the day
Weekends that can’t wait for Monday
Mondays that won’t go away

Tuesdays that think they are Saturdays
Saturdays that want you to stay
Wednesdays that want to be Fridays
And Thursdays that feel like today

Three days weekends
Four day weeks
Five day Mondays
Six day sleeps

Time isn’t my friend
We met in an alley somewhere
It gave me a way to worry
To wish for here to be there