December 15, 2008

The warmth returned
With the glow in his eyes
As Friday moved
Toward its end

A week of sorrows
And pains and thrills
Chaotic morass
Of all he touched

The promise of Friday
Lightened his heart
He thanked the stars
As they came into view

The renewing of life
Fueled by fresh hope
Lightened his load
Lifted his thoughts

In a moment of choice
Fueled by the hope
Of a few days of rest
His world turned around

Gratitude sprang
From the waters of Life
Friday’s surrender
Removed his harsh strife

Blooming new thoughts
Planted in faith
Friday’s fresh gift
Fed by a week’s shit

Type: Poetry

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