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The week slips off like worn-out shoes,
The weekend's here with all its blues.
No more clocks, no tasks, no rules—
Just quiet mornings, calm and cool.
No more deadlines, no more stress,
Cozy beds and so much rest.
Coffee sips and pillow fights,
Late-night talks and soft moonlight.
Saturday, we have to play,
Sunday’s gonna be a Funday.
We’ve worked so hard, now here it is
A weekend full of endless bliss.
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✨ Storyteller | Dreamer | Poet
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Comments (9)
Love it; perfect read for today (Friday.)
Girl Congratulations 🎉 on winning 2nd place for Best Emerging Creator 🤗🎉🎉
Congratulations on placing second for Best Emerging Creator on this week's leaderboard with this piece. Well done.
Very nice..keep it up
This is beautiful....loved it
This instantly reduces anxiety...even for me and I'm retired!
Cool poem! love the rymes
this is true..beautiful
That's why very relatable! Amazing poem ✨