Somedays it's sundays.
How many day before yesterday, i believed it was sunday.As I did the day before, imagine my surprise. When sunday
Suddenly appeared, as a pensioner. Days go fast, time
goes slow. Sometimes it moves really fast, these are
the days that I don't know. Alexa what day is this? sunday.
She often replies. Can't get it out of my head, it seems,
Sundays everywhere. I confess I like sunday's dinner's best,
apart from when. We have sunday dinners, on a wednesday.
That makes me think it's a sunday, seems to me i've
survived a lot of sundays. Good grief, i've just noticed.
Another year has nearly passed.
Words by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2026-09-10 at 00:58
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