Weekend

Its weekend yeah!
No more work and despair 

Jobs this weekend list is long 
Not sure I’ll do any, I must be strong

Shopping a must 
No food in
Thinking of food a sin 

Diet in mind what to buy 
Food! sigh sigh sigh 

Weekend comes and weekend goes
Two days of freedom thoughts arose

Poems in my head buzzing around
Get them down before they run aground 

Weekend ends with Sunday night
Another week of work in sight

No jobs done and tones of ironing
Need a week off I’m desiring 

Round and round this cycle goes
When will it end,who knows.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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