The weekend wakes without a yawn
as someone, somewhere, mows a lawn.
The spaniel in the yard next door
has barked at nothing since the dawn.
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Very lovely rhyme through out the beautiful song is enchanting. The list of cores performed by a suburban commuter on a weekend is quite realistic and amusing. Enjoyed the poem immensely. Thanks for sharing.10 ++ points.
Suburban life can be a grind. The ordinariness of these things sometimes drags you down. Thankyou.