Sunday says,”Its good to be alive”,it’s just good,good,good,
With Autumn colours guiding our wat,we stroll to beach and bay.
Now Sunday isn’t all “sackcloth and Ashes”,as the traditionalists would have it,
Sunday is for fun,freedom,reflection,recollection,emotional migration.
As the Autumn sun almost defies the month,we soak up the residue of Summer’s heat,
Could this be the last Sunday sun?Is this the last until Spring?
We feel we needed it,wanted it,we feel replenished in its healing rays,
Why yes,this Sunday,this “Carpe Deum” treat really keeps those dark nights at bay.
So as the clocks went back,and we felt that winter dread,let’s savour this Sunday instead,
When the darkness looms over us in a canopy of black,love yourself today,and cut yourselves some slack.