Monday's dread fills me with gloom...
a weighty burder, an impending doom...
Tuesday's tiresome, a tedious grind...
Seeming endless, a tiring bind...
Wednesday's midweek slump sets in...
Energy wanes, motivation thin...
Thursday's just a tease, a fleeting hope...
The weekends's close, yet still remote...
Friday's bittersweet, a melancholic delight...
Week's end in sight, yet times taking flight...
- Author: gehna500 ( Offline)
- Published: May 9th, 2023 11:17
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 4
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