Midweek morning with a gentle sigh
Whispers of the breeze passing by
Halfway through, the spirits rise
Wednesday paints the bluest skies
soft says paints the bluest skies
Soft sunlight filters through the leaves
Quiet moments, subtle reprieves
Coffee cools on the windowsill
Time seems to take a little chill
Moments that the heart can fill
Midweek morning with a gentle sigh
Whispers of the breeze passing by
Halfway through, the spirits rise
Wednesday paints the bluest skies
soft says paints the bluest skies
Words flow over pages turned
Lessons learned and insights earned
Smiles exchanged, no need for speech
Goals within our quiet reach
Life’s lessons, ready to teach
Midweek morning with a gentle sigh
Whispers of the breeze passing by
Halfway through, the spirits rise
Wednesday paints the bluest skies
soft says paints the bluest skies
As evening falls with a tender glow
Gentle pace, the world moves slow
In the heart where warmth resides
Wednesday whispers, love abides