Sunday’s Sonnet

Sunday mollifies the dreary mind,

from the past monotonous days.

It permits the equable chasers find,

the land of temperate rays.

 

Sunday soothes the physique,

from the week’s strenuous task.

It unbends the infuriating oblique,

and unveils its impenetrable mask.

 

Sunday provides music to one’s soul,

with its sweet and melodious cadence.

It overthrows the slumbering ghoul,

reliving the untouched quintessence.

 

Sunday is made for you and me!

So we can all dance in glee!

 

 

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Anabel Geneta-Raymundo