Sometimes I hate weekends
Alone at home I sit
Trying to do those things that I should
Wishing for an escape to commit
Before I know it, the day is gone
Behind the clouds the sun sits
I plan for the week ahead
Yet, I think I'm losing my wits
Solitary confinement is sad
It's up to me to move on
Memories keep holding me back
I'm so sad since you have gone
Cathy
11/17/13
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