micropoem for the day: calendars

We live by the calendar. We die by the calendar. Weekends are our days for free-for-all stuff. Sundays are the days we take time for God and go to church, figuring the Big Guy deserves one day a week. Or at least, an hour. February 14th gets our love. March 17th is a big green party day. Easter means Spring Break. Mom and Dad get their own special day. And hey, June’s the big month for weddings. Monday mornings we’re up and off for work. As I say, we live by the calendar and we die by the calendar. I personally think any day is a good day for Talk Like A Pirate Day. Arrrrh.

the wall calendar
declares today This
That or the Other Day.

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