Wednesday Sonnet

I wrote a sonnet for every day of the work week. Wednesday's a good day, it's all downhill from here.

Wednesday Sonnet 

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!

Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
Addams Family Wednesday Wig