sunday evening
just gettin' up
it's past my sup-
per time
ain' that a thing
just seekin' my own rhyme
spent all night
tryin' to write
a wrong
with the words of my song
tryin' to right
what's long gone
so long
got my night's
and my day's
all mixed up
just sleepin' aways
just tryin'to write's
the nights
aways
then it's sunday evening
just gettin' up
tryin' to fill a half empty cup
still seekin'
a song to sing
still thinkin'
of what tonight
might bring
still seekin'
a poem to bring
still peakin'
at yesterday
and it's sound
and what i'd found
knowin' what came around
when the night
passed it's way
into today
still
if you will
sunday evening gettin' up
is a better cup
to drink
than sunday mornin'
comin' down
least that's what i think
still writn' away
with what i have to say
the mistakes
of yesterday
doin' whatever it takes
to get thru today
sunday evenings'
just gettin' up
waitin' for what sunday night might bring
a half full
or half empty cup
maybe a song to sing
that be my "golden rule"
that be the mule
that i kick
least i ain't no old fool
lyin' on a bar stool
'till he's sick
"do unto others..."
oh brothers
that be anothers
rhyme
maybe i'll write it another time
sunday evening's
sunday nights
all things
that daylight
or sunday night
bring
just gettin' up
is better than
"sunday morning comin' down"
i love the song
but i hate the sound
of sunday morning comin' down
but it is a song i sing
when the words come around
"sunday mornin' comin' down"
sunday evening
gettin' up
with a half full
or half empty cup
a better sound
sunday evening
when the sun goes down
is better than
sunday morning
when the sun come's up
and sunday morning's goin' down
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Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)
Reviewed on August 4, 2004
Interesting write.
Curious to know what's in your cup when you get up Sunday night. Surely not coffee???
Good one.
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Curious to know what's in your cup when you get up Sunday night. Surely not coffee???
Good one.