Tuesdays - Poem by Edwina Reizer
I used to love you on Tuesdays
more than any other day of the week.
For that’s the day I’d hear your voice.
That’s the day we’d speak.
All other days of the week
as far as I can see
are not the days I love you.
They mean nothing to me.
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