The morning on Monday

The morning on Monday caught him by surprise
He wasn’t ready for work, neither was for sunrise.
Too many things on his mind, matters of work, bills,
Matters of heart also, and the way she made him feel.

It’s very hard to wake up ready for a new week
When the issues from the last one are still at their peak.
You don’t feel ready, and wish you could stop the clock
And have time to figure out and sort all of your thoughts.

Feet taking people everywhere, also in buses, and cars,
And he wishing his had wings to take him to her arms.
The mere thought of her made him lighter, and he knew
Only the feeling of her touch could him renew.

KB
December 2008