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Sixty Hours

by Theresa H Hall (writer), East Coast USA, July 15, 2011

Credit: Manuela Hoffman
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People work forty hours a week then think they don't have enough time on the weekend.

Sixty Hours

Of the days in a week

Fridays the ones we seek

They make us pause think

Weekend's here in a blink


So from Friday evening

Till Monday's dawn

Sixty hours for enjoying

No time to yawn


Grab some friends

Cards food and drink

From gardens we tend

Cut flowers pink


Spread blankets down

Sitting on the ground

Enjoying the company

Making new memories


(for Peggy Buckley)

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Theresa H Hall is a writer for BrooWaha. For more information, visit the writer's website.
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By Angie Alaniz on July 16, 2011 at 01:34 am

We must be on the same wave link because that's how I feel lately. Weekend goes to fast and need to take time to create new memories.

That's always fun.

Great Poem!

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By Betty B. on January 11, 2012 at 09:08 am

it seems when i was a child i couldn't wait for summer or christmas, it seemed to come that i am a woman, times just fly's past us..wonderful write..

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