Once Upon a Monday Morning: The Second
The clouds like a blanketLike haze on the edge
But the blue is still there
Looking out for the sun
And the sun is still there
Like bliss or stage lights
You can see all sit still...
Like an afternoon high
After sleep clears from your eyes
You can feel the content
For the slow week ahead
Like the eye of a storm
So take the people and take the calm
Take the rivers and your worries
Throw something out the door
Sit a moment on.
posted by Unknown @ 10:18 AM
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