The week's journey ends, Friday arrives at last,
Burdens shed, worries of the past.
Far from Monday's grasp, we find solace and peace,
In Freya's embrace, our anxieties cease.
With the dawn of her day, joy fills the air,
Tasks await, yet we've not a care.
Freya's light guides us, through trials we tread,
In her grace, we find strength, nothing to dread.
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Yasemin Yiğit Kuru
an engineer who loves reading and writing
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Friday. Many live for Friday and then it leaves and then they wait again! Beautiful poem.😍
A lovely gratitude for Friday!