Every Day of the Week

My week begins the same as it ends
Sunday I pray every day of the week, with you I spend
Monday is a rapture in blue
because I know I come home to you
Tuesday for the week my only regret
there are just four days left for us but yet
Wednesday when I linger with you
dreams my love are really true
Thursday worries the world has made
holding your hand those worries fade
Friday is fun, party young things to do and undo
never a dull moment when I'm out with you
Saturday we rest, this week was the best
home is us together in solemn or jest
My week ends the same as it begins
I pray every day of the week with you I spend
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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