On Sunday morning
The brilliant golden sphere of fire
Casts down its light and warmth
Shining down, birds tweeting merrily
It's Sunday morning again
I'm going off to church
At five in the afternoon
I've done my homework
I've done my violin practice
We're headed for the beach
At half past seven, a rainbow-colored sky
Meets the water
A red disc slowly sinks behind the horizon
The sea glows where it seems to touch the Sun
Birds fly above the water
I get the 'Sunday Night Feeling' for a moment
I will always look forward to Sunday
A day of worship and relaxation
Beginning of a new week, a fresh start
From the happenings of the past
Hope for the future
A new week ahead
Rayna Loh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunday-42/
