Tuesdays rang true

Ears was the name he'd had since birth.
Swollen with pride and low on self-worth.
Tuesdays rang true after a second read.
Frozen in time, slow in the mind, indeed.
Yesterdays gone, the worst is behind.
Presently the final lyrics in mind.
But a shred of a memory he hoped to retain
From what through time, became.
While the horse is on a different path
And may have changed her name.

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