Monday, September 8, 2025 Monday Marigolds

Monday!

I’m tempted to leave it at that and have you all wondering…what about Monday? What does she mean? Is there some hidden depth there?

Alas, no hidden depths. But it could be that there’s a poem lurking in there somewhere. Let’s see if I can find it.

Look at Monday, just look at it!
What a plum assignment it has in the week,
Zipping along after Sunday rest and worship.
If April showers bring May flowers,
Then Sunday rest brings Monday zest.

It’s Monday!
Start the day with prayer,
Read the Scriptures with renewed vigor,
Catch up on last week’s to-do’s that didn’t get to-done,
Make those dreaded phone calls to set up appointments,
Do some stretches, yes, the ones you used to do daily,

Reach high, dig deep,
Forget what lies behind, reach forward to what lies ahead…

Don’t forget to cut some Monday flowers,
And put ‘em in a Monday vase.

Ah, Monday!

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(If you wonder why I use exclamation marks so much, you should listen to me talk. Then you’d get it.)

And with that, this Monday post heads to the Tuesday morning queue of deleting.