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Weekend

Weekend has to be the most perfect word To describe a week that got all of your nerves The kids the job there's so much to do Thank goodness it's Friday and this week is through Over worked under paid always pressed for time Somebody call the sitter because this weekends mine There's always something that seem to go wrong It just goes by to fast and your weekend is gone Back to another long hard week here we go again It's tough but I get by thinking about the WEEKEND

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/12/2010 10:31:00 PM
Yes indeed. I do remember those times when the weeks dragged and the weekends flew by. Great writing. Thanks for your comments. Love, Joyce
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Date: 3/12/2010 8:37:00 PM
Ah yes I do remember those rat race days .. when a full time job and four little boys running around ... and shopping and football and baseball games ... and before u know it ...its Monday again... thankxxx for sharing ..it gets better .. I promise... and the kids grow up eventually...this was a fun read.. enjoyed.. luv.. and thankxxx for your wonderful comments today..luv.. Linda-Marie
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Date: 3/12/2010 12:42:00 PM
nice, yep me too
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Date: 3/12/2010 10:50:00 AM
Hallelujah for weekends, Faleshia! Everyone seems to struggle through the week and we all "get by" as we remember weekends will soon be here. Enjoyed your witty poem! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 3/12/2010 9:20:00 AM
So absolutely true, the weekend just fly's by, why oh why is the weekdays so long... loved your poem... it said it all.... Constance
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