by Sarah V.
We're all caught in a nine to five, punching numbers, and pencil rolling loop.
Hello, Monday morning
Ugh, how I wish you were Sunday still
I seriously would love for you to be Friday now
Yeah, it's the middle of the week, I drone sarcastically.
We're almost there
The weekend is fast approaching
You may be slow as I count the minutes
But by the end of the day, I rejoice
The weekend has come, and I get to play
Sleep in if you can, but enjoy the brightness of day
Even if it rains, dance and be marry
Be grateful and free, come together, and be with family and friends
Take a knee and pray for peace, love, and hope
As the night draws close, I can't help but say aloud,
"Please slow down now, the weekend is almost gone."
As I lay my head down to sleep, I'm overwhelmed with dread.
Tomorrow will be Monday, sigh.
I begrudgingly hit repeat.
I will see you again