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Thought It Was Monday

© 2015 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz

I so thought it was Monday; turned out it was Sunday.
What was I going to do? Got another day to spend with you.

No mail in the mailbox, no smiling top down face of a boss.
Just a little sunshine, and a lot of you on my mind.

Cup of coffee, butter toast in bed, sunny window singing in my head.
No reason to stir that blurry hurry… I’m going nowhere.

I must’ve left the clock on: ring-a-ling of the alarm,
Waking me up before dawn, yelling at me to be gone.

It took a pillow to my face, and just a second to change my pace.
Oh, what was I going to do? Got another day to spend with you.

Cup of coffee, butter toast in bed, sunny window singing in my head.
No reason to stir that blurry hurry.
Sunday fever in the afternoon, counting down to normal all too soon.
No reason to stir that blurry hurry… I’m going nowhere.