Sunday is a Fun Day
I sleep deeply this Saturday night,
Dreaming I am a mighty knight.
But I remembered tomorrow was a Sunday,
And knew it was a fun day.
Playing is my job for now,
I am a Queen and my parents bow.
I play with the bow and arrow,
Then I see a sparrow.
It sings a little sweet song,
For very long.
Bored I yawn and tears come out,
And then the sparrow’s feathers I count.
And I just lie down,
But I just amazingly found.
That this is not a dream,
So I happily give out a scream.
Copyright © Sadhana Adele Saldanha | Year Posted 2024
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