The end of the working week.

Caro242

Tired and weary ,

Life seems dreary.

The weather is cold and grey

At the end of the working day.

But this night is different, the weekend is here,

Remembering this you start to cheer.

Home at last, cosy and warm.

You relax, rewind, feel safe from harm.

Good times are planned for the coming days.

The weekend is here.  Hip Hip Hooray! 

 

  • Author: Caro242 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 17th, 2017 12:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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