Monday Morning
On this warm Summer Monday,
I have the blinds open and
am quietly watching as the world
begins to lighten with the sunrise
I often dread Mondays because
each Monday marks another week
that I am living without my youngest
son in the world - I do know
that he would want me to keep
living my life, but it feels wrong
However, as the day begins, and
the world outside begins to wake up,
the hope of a new day and a new week
begins to spread to my heart
I will embrace my busy Monday and
find joy where I can, and try to be
the joy in someone's day today
Copyright © Kathleen Hassall | Year Posted 2025
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