Monday Morning Blues

Upon weak legs
I stand by the lake
Not wanting to be here
After a long weekend
With brain numbing productivity
I want to rest
Lay in bed
Warm
Under covers
Sleep
Until the clock strikes noon
But I cannot
Not while there’s work to do
Not when I’m scheduled
For time on the clock
With a heavy sigh
I’ll head back inside
And face my Labor
Once again

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