I Love Mondays Poem by Marilyn Jean
I Love Mondays
I like when I go
You call me back
I smile lightly
And you catch it
I can never hide
I listen quietly
I look at your hands
You search for my eyes
And I try to hide
But I cannot
I like when back there
You explain something
My mind listens
My heart swells
but soon it is over
I love every Monday
we see each other again
Like the world is new
And love feels the same
All over again
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