Beautiful Monday

Beautiful Monday*

She woke up bright and early, was a beautiful day
Called in sick for work and headed for the door
Didn’t bring her camera, didn’t even bring her phone
Started walking down the street, headed for the edge of town

The air was so fresh that she could hear it
And the bird’s song so clear she could read it
And when her mind distilled to silence, this one thought remained

Why couldn’t it have been like this back on Saturday?
Why couldn’t it have been like this on Sunday?
Why couldn’t it have been like this
This is a beautiful Monday

She followed a little road that led to a little nowhere
But it was right where she planned to be
Just to let things slip away and to forget about the lists
Of everything everywhere that needed getting done

Well what about this, isn’t nothing on the list
Of things that need being done today?
And when her mind distilled to silence, oh just one though remained

If only you could see her smile
If only you could see her
If only you could see her smile
She’d make any Monday beautiful
If only you could see her
Oh, she makes any Monday beautiful

She is my beautiful Monday

-Zach

*This piece is also affectionately titled Sometimes You Just Have to Call in Sick and Take The Day Off For Crying Out Loud (Because It’s Flippin’ Beautiful Outside)**

**I’m not the kind of person who would call in sick when I’m not sick. Just for the record.

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