More than her name suggests, read about my friend Sundaye. |
SUNDAYE Sundaye, is more than the seventh day or the after Saturday- sleep late, lazy, no-good, no church goin, love making if you're lucky, he's gone to play golf and you can chill also, luckily, day. Though just as rejuvenating. Sundaye, is more than the day before Monday, weekend over so fast, fast- late long breakfasts, fat papers, travel section dreams, best dinner of the week, day. But just as enjoyable. Sundaye, is more than the `'Shhh, don't move - wait, that's just a salesman at the door, we can stay baby, there's more- come here... they go away-- stay, babies sleep or sleeping over, our only, day. But just as passionate. Sundaye, is the true, true, bright like new, tell you 'bout it like down South preacherman, old soul, angel on your shoulder, free as a bird, there. there, THERE, for you- friend, I have. |