It’s the day after a long weekend,
And, everyone is grumpy.
Looking wrinkled and tired,
Half asleep and just plain frumpy.
The weekend was so great,
Weather perfect and very warm.
Sunny with fresh breezes,
Relaxing and oh, so calm.
As the weather greatly improves,
More chances to get outside.
Days are growing longer,
Time for after dinner bike ride.
But, for now inside and working,
Deadlines to be met.
Phone calls to return,
Meeting times to be set.
Slow but sure we’ll get back,
To all the work at hand.
Keeping up with pushing papers,
All of the job’s demands.
One thing about this work week,
It is a day, one shorter.
Weekend will again be upon us,
Two days without work’s bother.
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Author:
WriteBeLight (
Offline) - Published: April 24th, 2017 05:07
- Comment from author about the poem: Written for the Tuesday workday, last week, after a 3-day weekend.
- Category: Humor
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Comments6
Good write. Being retired now I have seven day weekends all the time, saying that though I did work for forty seven years and one month without ever being out of work so I reckon I have earned my very long weekends.
Sounds like a long and productive career! Glad you can now rest. Thanks Goldfinch!
Yes weekends are a boon for today's hard workers - very well told all the after effects of a long weekend.
Thanks Fay. It was like that, that day. Everyone was in a bad mood. Even me 🙂
Good write.
Thanks orchidee!
Well written and expressed
Thanks Tony! I know you are no stranger to hard work and appreciated time off 🙂
Welcome
Very good, very optimistic
Thank you Garry!
Beautiful weekend, now back to the grind, One reason to hate Mondays or Tuesdays. Loved how you presented this, loved the rhyming, and it just flowed from beginning to end. Great write. - Phil A.
Thank you so very much Phil!
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