I used to have
The Sunday night feeling
You know the one?
That awful sinking
But for ten years now
I've been free of it
I go to bed Sunday
Monday morning excited
I don't dread my work
I love what I do
So now every Monday
Is a chance anew
If you don't like
What you do all week
Why not make a change
Do what you seek
Xxxxxx
Inspired by and linked up at one single impression.
Nice one, Emma. That is what I would tell my business students that life was to good to be doing something they didn't like for a living.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the nice prompt. It was a nice write even if I did get a little silly with my ditty.
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I felt the way you describe here when I retired. That is what I love...retirement. LOL This is a wonderful poem of finding peace by doing something you love.
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ReplyDeletePlease learn how to Hyper-Link.
I can NOT find your 55!!!
You are very talented and I would love to expose your stuff to a wider audience...Thanks galen
Well done you, changing your life around.
ReplyDeleteAnd putting it in verse is even better, so we can all share.
Ah, if it really was that easy! :)
ReplyDeleteI like the peacefulness in this. A good feeling to have...and a great perspective.
ReplyDeletelong ago Sundays threw me into the pit of depression. it's been decades since that was true, but I can still conjure the awful sensations. thank God my life is so different now!!
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