introducing Monday.
it’s rain, she said, not rocket science,
but it’s Monday and how can that be?
she tortured me with tales of precipitation,
cloud formation, when all I wanted was a
hot cup of tea.
Monday is like the prodigal
mostly wonderful and
sometimes magical
at times
I
can’t wait to see it return.
still raining though.
© 2019, John Smallshaw.
