It's Monday and no matter how hard you fought it, you woke up,
Some people won't and wanted to, just to put things right,
You can read, just as you're doing now,
Some people can't and would love to with all their hearts,
You can work a computer, a pad, a phone,
Some people have never seen one,
You're on your way to somewhere,
Many people have no where to go,
It might be Monday and even 'though you may not think so,
You are already blessed in many ways.
Have a great, great day.
bobby stevenson 2013
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