Monday

Don Iannone, poem about monday, poem about play, poem about taking it easy

Monday morning, new week starting
Find your way, waters parting
So much ahead, to be done
Deadlines approach, under the gun

In all this busyness, don’t forget
Take it easy, why the sweat
We push ourselves at times too hard
Take a stroll in the yard

Remember who you are, why you’re here
Experience life’s magic, it comes so near
In you lies a child-like smile
Let it fill you for a while

Ride that smile to a laugh
Play a better game, second half
Mondays last just one day
On this one, let yourself out to play