Best Wednesdays Poems
Mom hated Wednesdays but I don't remember why.
Sadly, it was on a Wednesday when she died.
My Granddad also died on a Wednesday and that was very sad.
My Grandmother bragged because she was going to receive $10,000 because of his death and that made me mad.
Me, Mom and Granddad were all Leos, we were born in August and July.
It hurt me when Granddad passed away and when my poor mom died.
It's been painful since Mom passed away.
It's a fact that she hated Wednesdays.
(Dedicated to Agnes and Burley Johnson who passed away on March 6, 2013 and August 3, 1994.)
Wednesdays At Six
It’s my night to meet with Liz
To tell her “bout my private biz"
She mulls it over then tells me how it really is
You see it’s her job
To listen to me cry and sob
Imagine that…
She gets paid the listen to me
Most therapists say:
“Having a little anxiety attack?
How about some nice Prozac”
Or
Can’t sleep, feeling lost and alone?
“How about some nice Trazadone”
Or
“Manic Depressive? Feel like a Bum?
How about some nice Lithium”
Not Liz…
She gives appropriate drugs
Better yet she gives big hugs
Encourages me my thoughts to share
Teaches me to live again if I dare
To break free from loss and pain
Knowing from the truth I might gain
MORE FREE TIME
FOR BOTH OF US!
On
Wednesdays at six
Pat LeDuc
3/7/18
For Liz
I'd give everything to see her again on Wednesdays..miss her so much
every wednesday i think of you
first it was the day we hung out
the genuine love we shared
how it all felt so real
when you held me in your arms and kissed my forehead
the second was when you vanished
you were forced to leave
it wasn’t what you want, we both know that
but you’re supposed to
the third was the day when i broke
because of you my heart is shattered
i can’t get out of bed because of what you did
now i’ll stay stuck on wednesday because we can’t be
i hope in the future, i’ll die on a wednesday
so that in my head and in my heart and in the ground, we’ll be together finally
Remember the day when you said it’s YES!
Baby! A dream! It was wild and best!
Remember the kiss! And we said it’s love!
Baby! It’s sweet! It was true not less
You make my real day!
You make me okay!
You make it! You make it! You make it so well.
Wednesdays you turn it out it’ so fine!
Wednesdays you turn it out it’s so bright!
Wednesdays you turn it out it’s so white!
Coz we’re good! Our love is like a wood
Wednesdays you turn it out it’s so high!
Wednesdays you turn it out it’s so light!
Wednesdays you turn it out it’s so mine
Coz we’re good! Our love is like a wood.
Remember you speak! It was such a scent!
That smiling angel is one of my best…
You wear things so well though I’m so unwell!
My things are all flying like a daydream…
We spent it so much! It was our best!
You make it! You make it! You make it so well.
Wednesdays are days of reckless emotions.
Our things are burning like we can’t get over.
Love is heaven like this mostly fragrant scent.
Things are flying like the stars in a set.
Like remember well so days when we got things so crazy.
We are tripping in this room like we are all damn lazy.
We touched, we kissed and it wasn’t a miss!
These are the days you want all want to list.
Love is good! It’s good!
Coz Wednesdays, Wednesdays, Wednesdays are so true good.
Will you love me when I’m old
Even if I’m not as pretty or bold
Despite dementia will you still trust
Never mind December warm is our love
Engage me with your ebony eyes
Sauté my heart with red hot replies
Doting you are my red satin valentine
Amethyst is the art you paint in my mind
You are seasoned sexy smart and kind
Stay as you are chocolate lover of mine