Missing Monday

Missing Monday

Oh Sunday! for you we wait!

No worries, alarms, sleep till late...

It’s on Sunday that at home we laze,

Far away from the outside bustling craze.

The maids won’t come, it’s their day off!

Dishes, mopping, I’m the maid today I scoff!

Keep the cooking simple or let’s order in

We manage well, the kids and mister all pitch in!

Catching up on the weekly news, read and chat.

Bonding with the kids, fun, games and all that…

When the evening comes we feel all glum,

Life must move back to the beat of the drum.

That’s the way the story goes…. TILL one day,

Beware! It’s the virus scare- at home all MUST stay!

Yippee! No routine, no alarms and no meetings,

Short-lived euphoria and soon creep in irksome feelings.

I want to go out and play,

I can’t watch this news all day!

I can’t do so much work alone...

All fed up- each has a different groan!

Hope this Virus gets up and goes away…

Fervently for a vaccine we pray!

Is it going to be forever Sunday?

Please do return we miss you Monday.