You may be geared like me. No matter what the rest of the week brings my way, Saturdays are usually a day of ambition for me. All the tasks still on my list (because I failed to complete them during the week) get shuffled into Saturday!Of course that means I have to get an early start on the day, so I rarely take the opportunity to sleep in. Given that “Your” (or technically “UR“) lies smack dab in the middle of Saturday, it seems logical to conclude it’s your day, right? A day to do the things you want to do.
And as you know, that’s not always the way it works. Responsibilities often elbow their way into our days off. Today’s sonnet is my tongue-in-cheek solution. If wishes were Saturdays, we’d have one reserved for work and another one exclusively for play! Happy Saturday!