Sunday

Oh, Sunday
I love the way the sun breaks through the clouds. 

So peaceful. 

So free. 

Very easily the best day of the week. 

The rest of the days always seem so bleak. 

Laughter always fill you, Sunday

You always keep my thoughts at Bay. 

The rest of the world seems to deafen. 

You're the gateway to the heavens. 

The sliver of hope I need

You're the thing that gets me through the rest of the week. 

Please keep coming Sunday. 

You're my only breakaway.