Monday
I said good morning to everybody, to God and to me. Another day we are blessed to see.
Silence in the room. No good morning, just gloom. I go about my merry little way.
Silent prayers i said in my head. Words of encouragement i spread.
Singing songs of praise, in amidst of bad moods and attitudes. I remained the same.
I wondered why all this gloom on Monday. Its just the name of another day.
Friday arrived. I walked in to say hi. Everyone's friendly. Everyone's happy.
I wondered why is everyone so happy and friendly on Friday. It's just the name of another day.
Everyday we wakeup is another day. Another blessing. Everyday can be different or remain the same, don't let your joy be based on a name.
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