In the heart of the week, a silent pause,
Wednesday whispers with gentle claws.
A midweek muse for the weary mind,
A moment of peace that’s hard to find.

It’s not the start, nor the close,
But in its midst, serenity grows.
A breathing space in the rush of days,
Where thoughts can wander, and dreams can graze.

The world spins fast, yet Wednesday stands,
Offering calm with open hands.
A day to reflect, to gather might,
Before we plunge back into the fight.

So here’s to Wednesday, a tranquil friend,
A gentle pause before the week’s end.
In its quiet, we find our way,
A beacon of hope in the midst of the fray.