Monday, a canvas fresh and bright,
Where dawn spills golden hues of light.
A week unfolds, a tale untold,
In every hour, its secrets hold.
From slumber's grasp, we rise anew,
With dreams and goals we wish to pursue.
Yet Monday whispers, 'Start again,
Embrace the journey, let it begin.'
Through bustling streets and office doors,
Or fields and forests, nature's floors,
Monday's symphony, a steady beat,
Guiding us forward, never retreat.
Though shadows linger, doubts may creep,
Monday offers promises to keep.
A chance to chase what sets us free,
To become who we aspire to be.
So let us greet this day with cheer,
Embrace its challenges, draw near.
For Monday's dawn, a precious gift,
A chance to uplift, to uplift and lift.
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