Monday Poem by Jerry Behr Number 2

Monday



Monday dawn, another week of the usual routine
as per past weeks nothing much changes. The sky
changed it’s arrangements from Sunday’s
configurations.
The road outside has its usual
traffic rumbling past. The breeze outside rustled
the leaves of the tree besides my window as the hours
slide by another Monday.

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13/4/2013
By Jerrry Behr
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