Hair as soft as Monday morning,
Her flawless skin is Tuesday’s immaculate sky,
A slender nose crinkles like Wednesday’s clouds,
Rosy cheeks are a canvas for Thursday flurries,
Her blinding smile is an alluring rainbow on Friday’s horizon,
Those tender lips as gentle as a Saturday breeze,
Though her mysterious grey eyes are a conflicted Sunday storm.
- ANNA K.
Days of the Week
The sun shines brightly,
The hot air makes me lose my thoughts,
But I no longer care
No emotions
I am free
Days are longer,
Nights are endless,
Summer is here.
- HOLLY C.
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Finally Free