My Achilles heel is Mondays
I don’t want to let go of my Sundays
I always feel a shiver of anxiety
When Monday is in front of me
It is just an ordinary day, you say
Most feel that way; that’s okay
I have always found Mondays to be blue
My fun weekend grandma days through
Family is the glue that brings
Happy smiles that make hearts sing
Its the quietness of a soundless day
It brings on tears; it’s just my way
Its how I deal with the sadness
on my blue Mondays
Reflecting on a crescendo of voices
from my former childhood days
Large families are ingrained in my brain
Without them, I venture to the side of insane
I keep busy on my Blue Mondays;
it eases my thoughts
It saves me from dwelling on things
I should not
Time moves quickly; Days eventually pass
So, I’ll wait patiently for Sunday,
time moves fast
