
The weekend was almost over,
It was Sunday evening.
Susan was not very happy,
That the weekend was slipping away.
It was back to work and stress on Monday.
As a new week took off in every way.
How fast a week does float and fly,
Like a gazelle that races by.
After the tedious start of a Monday,
The week progressed to Tuesday.
Work was moving well once again.
Everything was moving forward at work.
Susan enjoyed a week that worked well.
There could be surprises, who could tell?
It was Wednesday once more,
Some called it the great mid-week spot,
When things flew or went to pot.
Some called it the “hump day”,
When work and workers peaked,
In their performance on the day.
Most people love a good Wednesday.
Less chaos and a calmer day
Every day after this moves faster,
Till the end of the week triumphantly arrives.
If you have survived till Wednesday,
The rest of the week is easy to play.
How swiftly does a week race ahead?
Like an exhausted worker to her bed.
