David Pyrs

Rookie - 0 Points (1-1-1985 / World)

Monday - Poem by David Pyrs

You mark the start of my days,
Some with joy & some with rage.

You are my Monday from blessed skies,
My first love to hide the stars.Some may greet you with exhaustion,
Some with regret and pain,
I will always greet you like… you are the first and last I will ever get.

At times you will fight me,
At times you ll even beat,
Yet at the end of every one… I ll always take the heat.

Now come closer,
Make my day fly by,

But in all your hurry… remember all smile and cry.


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  • Rookie - 104 Points Brian Jani (5/29/2014 2:52:00 PM)

    Nice one I like it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 10, 2014


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