Monday 9 November 2020

Monday

 Ah, Monday, here you are
I wonder what you will bring me
Or what will I give to thee?
Will I be fortunate
Favoured by a divine decree of good news
Or will I plod on with no changes to my existence?
I bid you well my soul
Drink in the Joy of the Lord
And work hard as time ticks idly by.
Who will come my way?
Will it be her or him
Them or they?
Whoever it maybe
I pray they find me kind!

K.Oni

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