It’s nice to be missed,
I missed you, too!
But, I just had to,
Take a day off or two.
To travel and rest,
Go anywhere and wander.
A break from my routine,
Makes my heart grow fonder.
As the saying goes,
“All work and no play,”
Makes you grow tired,
Of what you do every day.
But, I have to work,
A roof over my head.
But, sometimes on Sunday,
I get that afternoon dread.
That’s when I know,
Of time off, I’m due,
Step away from the same,
Old things I must do.
But, when I return,
To my schedule at hand,
I feel so refreshed,
Ready for the demand.
Then, I’m glad to be back.
Happy to return.
Until the next time off,
Of which I will yearn.