Sundays

Ah! Give me slow Sunday mornings...

That I may smell the Roses

and taste the calm and still

with the palate of my heart.

Let me feel time stop;

as I greet a passing cloud

and salute

the sprightly sparrow.

Do not deny me

of my day of rest,

When I slow my step

to look into the mirror.

I deserve this day!

A beautiful day to dance

with my best friends-

the carafe and the pen.