It's Saturday
I can roll over again
It's toasty and warm
And quiet.
It's Saturday
No need to get up so early
It's a day to catch up
A day to relax a bit.
It's Saturday
A little luandry
A little dusting
Run the sweeper.
It's Saturday
The library
The bank
They don't open till 9.
It's Saturday
A slower pace
Time for coffee
Time to post early
It's Saturday!
Love Saturday!
ReplyDeleteYou captured my thoughts exactly!
Saturday sits before us like a promise. Hope yours if fulfilled.
ReplyDeleteSaturday is a great day for that slower pace. This poem captures that feeling beautifully.
ReplyDeleteI love the relaxed pace of a Saturday--especially one where spring break stretches out beyond it.
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