Friday Sonnet
“Friday Sonnet” By Rachel Gavina
Fridays I love
Indeed it’s true
I fly like dove
Into sky blue
Fridays I dance
To the music
I feel in trance
Sing hairbrush mic
Fridays I sleep
With dreams so sweet
I feel to weep
To wake birds tweet
Friday now slept
Saturday left.
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