Leading up to Friday
Its comes to so naturally,
A sigh of dread, a sigh of relief,
From Monday to Thursday,
It’s been a rough week.
But now on the climax,
The day I wake earlier,
Then all the rest,
I get the chance to sit next to you,
Close and snug,
And in privately talking, distance,
To each others journey,
And playful flirting,
On that bumpy bus ride,
Part way journey to home,
And share wishful dreaming,
Under a closing night sky…
poem by Melissa Coventry
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