Or in any other day
It can be felt as Sunday
Provided you remain at home any day
But days may not be same
That existed before when Sunday came
With full relaxation in mind
Body too has tuned in to find
Saturday can not be Sunday
Prior and after are many days
Yet it has unique feeling with message
Enjoy the day in any age
Whole of the week passes with labor
Some people earn money with honor
Some struggle very hard to reach bread
Some even can not have peaceful end
So days make difference
Sunday has special preference
Prayers, purchases and visits
Even more to see friends and greet
Why forget it as lover’s day?
The secret place is not to be missed away
Time to reach at place in time
Joy or sorrow to accept at any time
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Mehta Sir, nice reflections on ' Sunday ' which mean most to everybody as stipulated.! Wonderful verses in rhyme and rhythm. Chandra Thiagarajan, Chennai Jul 07,2013
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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