Friday

by Pete   Jul 20, 2005


"Friday", you said
I can wait till then.
Only a week I thought.

Saturday, thinking about what to do
ask friends - no help, just a puzzled mind.
Only another 6 days.

Sunday, tired, didn't sleep
last night, wouldn't settle, couldn't stop wondering
It'll be over soon.

Monday, bored, too much time
to think, to ponder, to run it over in my mind.
Just a few more days.

Tuesday, nearly there.
Still waiting - haven't heard a peep
When will this torment end?

Wednesday, how much longer can this go on?
days seem endless, never ending.
When will tomorrow come?

Tomorrow has come, Thursday.
Only one day to go
Butterflies.

Friday is here, i await your call.
Will it be yes, what about no?
I can't bear this torture anymore.

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  • 18 years ago

    by sami

    that rocks check out my stuff

  • 18 years ago

    by Pete

    thanks very much = )

  • 18 years ago

    by undying blusher

    Aw...excellent poem. It could be used for something else too...all the waiting, pondering, and torture from your own mind...that goes for a lot of other situations as well...really nice set up, great flow.

    xxx