Some days,
Some Mondays,
are bad days.
Everything that can go wrong,
does.
People are impatient,
the car goes bang,
your head throbs,
and
it all starts to seem just a bit too much.
So, we sing a sad song,
and
accept we had a bad day.
Yet, we are blessed.
For tomorrow is a brand new day.
And there is so much hope,
the sun went down against a sky filled with so many colours,
and we are safe in our faith that it will rise again in the morning.
So today, you bad Monday you, goodnight.
We look forward to tomorrow.
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