(All working men do not like Sundays!)
He does not
want to get up!
but his wife’s voice
gives him a jerk!
He somehow
gets a cuppa!
When his kid
Yells-Pa!
He is about
to take a shower
when his parents
murmur!
Alas, his breakfast
is without normal fare!
He knows the reason,
but does not dare!
My! My! It's Sunday!
When his presence is unwanted!
'Still here! Doing nothing! '
- he is being taunted!
He longs for hectic Monday!
when he is next to God!
He detests such holidays!
When he is seen as a load!
Ashish Dimri
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunday-22/
