Sunday Afternoons
There is something strange
About Sunday afternoons,
When I'm wide awake
On my bed,
And the warm sunlight
Creeps in through the windows.
I feel a calm laziness
Sweep over me,
And for a few moments,
I forget all my pain.
It's almost
Peace...
© Ashley Kurt Barboza
About Sunday afternoons,
When I'm wide awake
On my bed,
And the warm sunlight
Creeps in through the windows.
I feel a calm laziness
Sweep over me,
And for a few moments,
I forget all my pain.
It's almost
Peace...
© Ashley Kurt Barboza