The day of rest
The day I test
Spending, Playing in the yard working
Everyone going everywhere
People taking the time to look and stare
Greeting from those who care
Hoping the weather is fare
Church goers, car watchers
All concerned with their Lives
The hour so quickly moves
Until Sunday is but a shadow of the events
Every moment spent
Night comes and goes
Bring forth another verse
Monday will whisper in
Coming in the still of the night
Just out of your porifile sight
Enjoy your Sunday
Each and every way
Gone so fast
Making you wish it would last
Get off your computer and phone
Go out where the sun has shown
Play a game, fly a kite
Keep the kids in sight
Til dusk you can play
I send this to you
Have a great Sunday
taw -4-09
