Sundays
Church on Sundays and a fried chicken dinner
starts the week off is a winner
That big Sunday paper you read in leisure
those funnies are the real pleasure
Chores put off to another day
Sundays are just made that way
Talk on the phone with family and friends
making promises to soon meet again
Sundays are lazy a slow day of peace
when all you do comes at it's least
Sunday naps enjoy the rest
Monday hovers so be at your best
Smile and hold the one you love
Sundays a gift from Above
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