Bright sunshine bounds all about

Flowers dance, even shout

True to its name Sunday

This day, happiness comes my way

The birds were up, just before five

Not far behind, the sun arrives

Wind chimes dance, a gentle breeze

Their echo lingers in the trees

Coffee’s brewing, calling my name

In bed I lay, what a shame

This day’s a beauty

Get out of bed, it’s my duty

All the work to be done

Today’s for living, having fun

I tell myself save your guilt

Get some sun, or you’ll wilt

This sunny Sunday, the start of June

This day, this month, I attune

My soul, its garden, flowers bright

This day I’ll live without a fight