Ode to Friday

I am tired
a week of burdens
weighs on my back
I am lazy
because I have been so
proactive
I am discouraged
the nonsense in my view
has started to cloud
what I really believe
but this morning…

the sun greets with promising eyes
of rest
and love
and care
and hope

the carpet on my toes
is lighter and softer
i am slowly laying down
the load
the lazy
the nonsense
the clouds

Friday calls me by my rightful name
the one my mother gave me
the one that no one can pronounce
the one that screams independence from its start to its finish

and I call back.

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