Hello Monday. Here I come. Here I am. Here I go. What’s the come depends on what fails to show up. Packed calendar. Hungry eyes. Ravenous stomach. Starving for a reprieve. Well, starving for a good day to start off the week. One Monday after another. The Monday blues. Not my worry. The Monday foresight disturbs me. Look ahead. See a long path. Yet the days are turning over and over in a blur.
Hello Monday. I came to say be kind. I hope you ease into the week. Be resolute.
Tonight, we’ll say goodbye to hopefully say a gentle hello again.