Cinquain for Monday (a poem)

A cinquain—although the name of this particular variation escapes me…

is never late
she always makes a point
of making an entrance, you see
for me

Then we
take the whole day
to make it all make sense
to make it a new beginning
for us

Now we
expect nothing in return from
the week ahead of us
just a day with

(29 March 2015—posted March 30)