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.
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