Below is the poem entitled Wednesday Sonnet which was written by poet
Talbott. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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We sit upon the weekly crest
It's the point of no return.
Too late to cry or be depressed
So onward we sojourn.
You could take a moment to reflect
On lessons newly learned.
Or maybe consider this row of days wrecked
A span renounced and burned.
Whatever the case, it's now downhill
There's no way to go back.
Foot off the brakes, roll forward until
We go flying down the track!
I have vague memories of Monday, you were such a grump.
All's forgiven because as of noon, we've made it o'er the hump!