Friday
Friday
For some the beginning.
For some it's the end.
For many; days just merging
Into the blend.
But the concept of Friday
Is simply this;
It's the end of the work-week
Sealed with a kiss.
It's assurance of respite.
It's that glorious space
Loaded with promise.
It's the end of the race.
That comfiest armchair
Those slippers so snug.
It's like greeting a friend
With a lingering hug.
Is it really enough
If it's one out of seven?
Or should we be seeking
A little more heaven?
I think as I drive
Through the Autumnal streets
That all days are precious
And while life repeats..
Relax and enjoy them
Wherever you are..
For loving the journey
Will help take you far.
So Fridays, we love you,
To the end and the start.
And thank you for helping me
Reset my heart.
Copyright © Christopher Grieves | Year Posted 2020
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