For Now It Is Sunday

Sunday morning with a hint of sun

Bringing vigour to my eyes

No need of weekday urgency

This is my Sunday morning prize

Right now I feel good morning

Something changing in the air

Eager stirring in a sleepy nest
Springtime peaceful without care

I’ll pace my steps in dance time

A tiptoe easy gliding beat

Floating silky on a daybreak cloud
Sunday morning springtime sweet