Sunday is a Gift

On a Sunday morning,

the world awakes

with whispers of tranquility,

its charm partakes.

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A day to cherish,

a precious reprieve,

where joy and

serenity interweave.

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Start the day with a gentle embrace,

let slumber’s embrace slowly erase.

Bask in the warmth of the sun’s golden hue,

as its rays dance and kiss the morning dew.

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Stretch your limbs like the branches above,

and embrace the day with boundless love.

Take a leisurely stroll through nature’s grace,

amongst the trees, in a serene embrace.

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Listen to the songs of birds on high,

as they sing of freedom, soaring in the sky.

Feel the earth’s embrace beneath your feet,

grounded and connected, life feels sweet.

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Savor moments with loved ones dear,

for Sundays are meant for those held near.

Share laughter and stories, hearts entwine,

in each other’s company, time’s benign.

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Indulge in simple pleasures, take the chance,

to read a book, draw, sing, and dance.

Explore hobbies and passions anew,

on Sundays, there’s time to pursue.

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Relish a meal, a feast of delight,

cooked with love, a culinary flight.

Let flavors dance upon your tongue,

a taste of heaven, the bells are rung.

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As the day draws near to its gentle end,

reflect on the memories you’ve penned.

Grateful for the moments that were found,

on this Sunday’s journey, quite profound.

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And as the stars paint the night’s dark hue,

embrace the dreams that come into view.

For a Sunday well spent is a gift to keep,

restful slumber, your soul’s treasure heap.

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So let each Sunday be a cherished escape,

a chance to rejuvenate, a chance to reshape.

With open hearts and minds anew,

On Sundays, life unveils its richest brew.

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Memories

I remember what we did in the past on a Sunday. We used to visit my husband’s parents for Sunday dinner when our sons were young. In the early evening, we would also visit my Aunty who lived around the corner. Sundays were spent visiting and eating with family. Now, time has changed and we spend Sundays with our sons and their families. What do you do?

Copyright of Denise Larkin 2023

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