Poetry

Monday (#1263)

Is it really Monday morning already?
My goodness, my eyelids are heavy,
I heard the alarm beckon me from bed,
But all I want to do is rest my head,
Time to wash up and get out the door,
And see what this Monday has in store,
I’m so enthused to be awake at this hour,
I don’t mean to be sarcastic and sour,
It’s just really early, and I must move,
It’ll be a bit before I get into my groove,
So please don’t take offense if I’m rude,
I’m just in my Monday morning brood,

Any Thoughts?

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