3. I am the weekend

Only the weekend was for play.
Week day work was for pay. 
Every. Single. Day. 

But comes retirement bliss 
Not a work day do I miss 
Every. Single. Day. 

Now in each and every way
The days of the week now blur
Every. Single. Day. 

I am the weekend 

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.\https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2020/09/01/september-writing-promptssep

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