"Mondays Brass", by MonroeRigby Subscribe to rss feed for MonroeRigby

Mondays brass

tuesdays silver

wensdays gold

your attracting flowers&vines 

have pulled me close

your morning laughter

your bedtime song

has freed my spirits

from its bird cage&

endless sorrow for so long

thursdays diamonds

fridays emeralrds

saturdays pearls

your hands has dimmed my sight

your lips have my soul

your voice is my medicine

my addiction, my cure

on sunday its 

no doubt

my love for you is platinum

the richest of them all

a gift from the heaven

a treasure from the sea

so forever &ever

its will always be

just you &me
Posted: 2007-08-03 13:48:10 UTC

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