Friday Friday Friday Friday Friday
Friday is the day to let out your hair
To unleash your freak, to dance without care
Friday is the day to look forward to five
To unbraid your mind, to increase your “alive”.
Friday is the day to dance in the street
To laugh with your friends, to be your best freak
Friday is the day to make yourself into a whirling treat.
To be yourself totally, to unleash your adventurous streak.
Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday, why can’t you be every day my friend?
The joy would ooze out of us, it might overtake us and never end.
But then would we love it as much as we do right now?
Get out of my way, and I will show you how….
To make every day feel like a tiny bit of Friday.
It is easy to do. Just follow your heart and play.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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