Poetry

Weekend

What do you mean to me

a time to relax and get lost in a book.

To laugh and enjoy a movie or two

To stop thinking and just let the day go by.

To have fun and let loose the stress of the week

from my shoulders.

To truly breath for once since the demands of beginning of the week.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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9 thoughts on “Weekend”

  1. The weekend certainly does feel special to me too. I love that humanity is so deeply and richly connected through our experiences. Thanks for sharing this Deirdre.

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