Why Tuesday?

Why Tuesday?
When my brain has been so settled as of late,
and the organ grinder has stopped,
and the ladies on the corner are
making up names for the people that pass by.
Why Tuesday?
When it could be Wednesday and
we could now be half way there,
whatever ‘there’ means.
Why Tuesday?
When my heart has tried to rejoice
so much lately with hope
and the weeds don’t grow so quickly.
Why Tuesday?
When tomorrow would be a better time
and I could figure a way for
you and me to rhyme.
Why Tuesday?
When, on a Saturday, we could
spend the day eating ice cream
and, very possibly, ‘making love?’
Why Tuesday?
When any other day would do
and today is Tuesday, and so,
Why Tuesday?