Friday Poem by Farah Taskin

Friday

When Friday comes,
my heart
is filled
with unquenchable joy
A strange happiness
is felt
that
can't
be
explained
Feelings
are bathed
in purity
The joyous
wind flows
on this holy
day
Completely
different
from other days

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