Saturday
Early morning dew.
Snapping the smiles and sunrise.
Beautiful light brand new
Enjoying laughter, curls and bright eyes.
It’s Saturday. My favorite day.
Let’s find a place that’s bright.
Ready, aim, fire away.
Capturing it all with touch, sound and sight.
Stand still, time, so I can enjoy
These moments I love repeating.
My growing little girl and boy
For whom my heart is beating.
Monday means meetings, inbox dings and telephone rings
Hours in a windowless room.
I long to hear the wind and birds sing.
Saturday, please come again soon.
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