What The Thunder Said, Vol 4 - Page 21

The Month of February

by Hannah Daniel

I looked at my calender

And I noticed your love is Wednesday

But it's Friday and it's long since passed

I'll pencil you in for Saturday,

But it always seems packed and crowded

Sort of like a Monday when you aren't

There in the room with the bibles and the students.

Maybe we can meet again on Thursday?

But Thursday makes me depressed.

Because just like you, it's closed off too

And it seems so long, so fruitless