Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Poem | Friday

by Elizabeth Alraune

Friday comes
Celebration is nigh
for the weekend
is here
Expectations are high

Saturday comes
the day bright, promising
but flickers into
nothing with the darkness

Sunday is coming

Sunday is here
The weekend is leaving
Time for final good-byes
Reluctance for the end to come
pulls at the heartstrings
But it is inevitable


Gloomy Monday creeps
into being
Memories of the weekend
are Monday's only savior

Will Friday ever come again?

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