Dream Friday, oh what joy it brings
As the workweek comes to a close
Anticipation for the weekend sings
As time seems to slow and repose
The mind wanders to places unknown
Adventures yet to be sought
A chance to unplug and disown
From the stress and worry of thought
The possibilities seem infinite
Free time to explore and create
A chance to let loose and forget
About the to-do lists and fate
Dream Friday, the perfect start
To an escape into the unknown
A time for rest and to depart
Into a land where dreams are sown
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem