sunday arrives,
without a fight
monday waits,
hidden from sight
tuesday lingers
with inspiration
as the world dries
off from monday
perspiration
wednes the
day in the middle of
it all
stuck behind tuesday
until it gets the call
thursday the underdog
the day before fri
does its 24 hour duty
without even bothering to try
friday flies in
with a thump and a pounce
knowing people are counting
every second, every ounce
saturday smiles
knowing it is the one
dedicated to errands
then afterwards
fun
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.
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