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Saturday, August 20, 2011
Sunday..............the funday
O Sunday
You've come again
I was waiting for you eagerly
For there is no other day
Which I can live in my own way
Full of week
I don't find time
To do the things I love to do
It's only you which helps me
Week after week
And then pass away silently
Without giving a chance
To give a word of thanks
You provide me with enough time
To pick up the book half read...
To find the words for a poem to finish...
To meet the pals waiting there for me...
To sleep one extra hour in the morning...
To sit with the family for lunch...
To surf the net till it feels boring...
To write a new post on the Blog...
And for many more things alike...
Without the need to watch the watch
But you come only for a day
And when you leave
It's feels sad to wish you good bye
Though only for another week
There is always a hope to see you again
And you always keep your promise
You've never been late
Come exactly when I need you
O sunday
I love you so much
For there is no other day
Which I can live in my own way
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