An Ode (of sorts) To Saturday

An Ode (of sorts) To Saturday

Oh sweet Saturday 

My dear friend

This is how it should be 

Every time 

For us

Barefoot

Swaying in the eucalyptus
Buoyed by the autumn breeze

Collecting poems like

Leaves 

Falling from the canopy

Turning pages

Underlining

Sipping slowly

Ignoring football

This is solitary bliss!

Let's never move

Make time stand still

Keep the list of 

To do's at bay

Today it's just me 

And Saturday.

Last Tuesday, Wednesday 

You seemed so distant

Practically non-existent

Could you promise to remind me 

Dear sweet Saturday 

You're soft serenity 

Is never but a breath away.