Of all the days back then
Sundays were always kind
Everything seemed calm
No bad memories come to mind
Singing cheerful songs
About stories of hope and love
The past week’s troubles a memory
From which to rise above
The neighbors were also quiet
No disagreements heard
An unspoken agreement
For a day sans harsh words
From sun up til’ sun down
Idyllic through and through
Sunday’s peace, quite holy
Reminds me of you
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©️ Larisa McBean
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