it will be sunday soon
time to sit under the silver moon
think about the time
when daddy taught me a rhyme
when mummy tied my pony tail
and i waited for letters in the mail
it will be sunday soon
i will enjoy the hot afternoon
think about the times
when i choose to have a life of dignity and few dimes
watch sparrows chase each other across my yard
remember there is much beauty even in a life scarred
it will be sunday soon
can’t wait to dream under the silver moon
Picture credit: Pixabay
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A lovely wistful piece. 💙 That longing to turn back the clock resonates with many of us, I’m sure. Unfortunately, although it’s Sunday here and I would like to be a vegetable, I’ll have to mow the lawn. 😃
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