This Minnesota girl feels odd claiming a day for herself...but I am. It even feels extravagant. I am practicing extravagance and working to realize it is not a bad thing.
Wednesdays
Are for me.
Extravagant Wednesdays.
It feels indulgent
To sit in a chair,
Wait to see
Who comes by,
Who offers a greeting,
Who offers
A presence,
Who says it is good
To see me,
Even
Who walks by
Allows me
To smile a possibility
Of grace.
Extravagant Wednesdays.
A gift
For them
For me.
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