Monday morning breaks with a creak and a moan
Oh! why did it chase off Sunday night back to it’s home?
No one wants to get up and face the new week
Dancing under the stars last night we looked so sleek.
All good things come to a final end
Yet you and I have Friday evening to look forward to my friend!
May 11, 2015 @ 02:06:50
This is so good, Willow!! 🙂
May 11, 2015 @ 03:58:52
Thank you Audrey 🙂
May 11, 2015 @ 05:29:18
I like this poem Willow.
May 11, 2015 @ 05:58:18
Thanks Paul 🙂
May 11, 2015 @ 10:20:27
Yup, that’s the weekend. Gone. 😥 Good one.
May 11, 2015 @ 15:11:07
It was 🙂
May 11, 2015 @ 16:28:11
hihihiii it’s my Friday evening today 🙂 Was working since last Thursday and am off work for two days. There are advantages in flexible shift work :-). Great poem!
May 11, 2015 @ 18:52:03
Thanks Bee 😉
May 12, 2015 @ 16:39:00
Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening, you would still be here with me
The Mamas and the Papas……
May 12, 2015 @ 18:33:03
Love the Mamas and the Pappas!