Friday, September 25, 2015

Friday's the Last Day

This week has felt like a long bumpy road.
Nothing I'm doing feels like gold.
And the workday feels longer, or so I'm told.
But I'll put my exhaustion on hold
And wait for Saturday to unfold. 
Tomorrow I'll feel younger than old,
And out in the sun, I'll feel care free and bold.
I'll run to the market where treats are sold,
And hang with my kiddos on that bench, where there's mold.

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