Seems that Monday lurks,
Like a nasty mugger there,
Waiting to test you!
There’s a brand new day,
Full of opportunities,
Ripe for the picking!
My glass is half full,
Try to use a smaller one,
It looks much better!
Tag: half-full
Sunday 17/02/19
The bindings undone,
Pages fall on to the floor.
Covering the cracks.
The cup is half full,
That’s hopeful, yet, getting cold.
The cup’s move aside.
Dramatic white clouds
Fill the blue sky just enough.
To form great contrasts.
