"Whispers of Wednesday"

Midway through the weekly race,
Wednesday wears a steady face.
Neither fresh as morning's start,
Nor as tired as evening’s heart.

She hums a tune both calm and clear,
A whisper saying, “You’re halfway near.”
With coffee sipped and work in flow,
She helps the tired engines go.

No Monday blues, no Friday cheer,
But Wednesday brings a rhythm near.
A breath between what’s come and gone,
A gentle push to carry on.

So take a pause, breathe in her light,
She brings the climb into your sight.
For in her still and quiet sway,
She holds the soul of every day.

GM FAMILY