Another five day week tripped by
with work fulfilled,
some dreams undreamt
it slipped out without goodbye.
The days and hours,
minutes and beats of heart
have gone. Some wasted,
some cleansed in showers.
The two days left,
as yet unspent,
still have bright promise,
there's been no theft.
There is time in the bank,
it's not overdrawn.
Some cheques not cashed,
not spent, still blank.
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