Weekends Poems - Poems about Weekends

her second income helping with slicing, peeling - Love packs orders with my Love...

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~You're having a blessed weekend Why! Because God says and you know this~ 3/15/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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It's Friday night, work's days complete. But years inform each week's retreat. Youth 'gives' five days and hopes to 'get' for two at least (their pace to vet)! More selfish think all service cursed and dream the Bible's truth's reversed (God's blessings earned by 'good' we do on Sundays sitting in a pew)! Yes, faith may save, but 'Blind Faith' kills! Who clothes the...

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‘Cause a little bit of Summer is what the whole year is all about John Mayer WEEKENDS Summer at pool. Staying cool, Sis! Whirlpool of friends — Laughter-cleanse splash. Weekends play out every day, Sis! 5/3/2021...

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Through wildflower meadows we skip, feasting on sunbeams and friendship, trailing to a river's dip. Beach towel extended with our spread, guest seagulls partake of our bread. Sun our blanket, brunch in bed. Orange glazed croissants, yogurt parfait. Fresh picked wildflower bouquet. Tree shade chandelier display. Giggles ripple like current bends. Our imagination transcends trickling shores, summer weekends. 2-2-2021...

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You called me "temperamental." You said I’m “taciturn and I'm spoiled.” We were in the crowded cafeteria, so refused to become embroiled. I wanted to say you’re conceited - a know-it all , with stupid hair and between your ears there’s nothing there. But what you said stuck in my head. No more texts! I'm ignoring your thread. I have things to tell you...

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Waking up Feeling light Knowing it is weekend, baby All I want to do Lots of things Like finally Fatigue pulls me Back harder Laying on my bed Deep daze Damn Still feeling tired Anxiety knowing In my head Back to work Mistakes and unfinished business Heck go away Needing my own days The most Struggling through weekdays Desiring to breathe For the weekends I love you so much Craving for you way too...

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From some old country This is the oddest card game With rules to make your hair stand on end No use trying to make sense of it Just accept that it’s the way it is Don’t bother asking too many questions They call it Clabiash quite similar to Tarbish It’s still a favorite of the Maritimes Played back in the day As far back...

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enjoy my weekends a great time to spend with friends... glad monday is soon 3/17/19 Writing Challenge 3, Senryu Sponsor: Dear Heart...

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We flee Away from city life To ancient trees Forgetting our daily strife. Where brownies, dwarves, gnomes, and Fairies befriend tall ones with a jeweled Knife. This place is so neat. There among the trees as big as life Is a white unicorn. They're not obsolete. This was such a treat. Then we were led to the banquette Where the king of the fairies said. Please Take...

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I just want to wrap my coat around you when it’s cold and open the door for you when we go out on Fridays Buy you roses and make you smile on Saturday Let’s dance while they stare on Thursday And lay down in the middle of the street with the traffic glare for Monday Let’s make love unique...

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Weekends In the afternoon sun the asphalt road shines like an ice rink; flanked by green trees that cast black shadows, helped by the breeze they flutter slightly, soundless articulation a symphony for the deaf My memory brings me the aroma of curried chicken and rice, but since it is Friday, it will be smoked haddock, boiled potatoes and stewed...

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Some things can’t be fixed any other way says Bill in his bedroom on the third floor hoping to get some sleep after working the third shift. He adjusts the scope on his hunting rifle, makes certain the silencer’s on right glares out the window at a bull terrier barking all day, a dog that has never worked a day in its life,...

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Saturday mornings use to be cartoons today rifleman mini vacations are weekends for some than for others its just two days weekends to me use to be fun roller skate and dancing hanging out meeting with friends fun...

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With the knowledge of extra free hours which count from the starting point of forty and eight, the cycle has just begun for activities to pass through no plan and freedom to lend me its coveted wings. Chilling through this tender evening when calm and its entourage just had dinner, creating the arena for nature and beauty to be my most loved...

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