Sunday rises gallantly from behind
Distant clouds, orange, on the wall
Of low, chintzy, tepid skies.
Bells sound with tamed decibels
Through tiny holes on top cupolas of
Rounded, gilded cathedrals to welcome
A yellow day that reclines on the edge
Of the week. Sunday salutes the spunk
......
Sunday rises gallantly from behind
Distant clouds, orange, on the wall
Of low, chintzy, tepid skies.
Bells sound with tamed decibels
Through tiny holes on top cupolas of
Rounded, gilded cathedrals to welcome
A yellow day that reclines on the edge
Of the week. Sunday salutes the spunk
......