and who are we to think
that Monday would be smooth?
shining, as the sun can’t help but do
in the summer time
instead, walking gravel,
can’t find soft sand
soles, sore with the roughness of this bumpy road
but, there’s always a bright side to a shady,
an up to a down
a right, to a wrong …
how profound we are
Do you have a ‘Monday Muse’ we can read?
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