Monday Monday

the sand still sifts from my hair
and my freckles still sparkle from the sun,
but it's Monday and snow remains on the ground,
a chill wind blows through my jacket and the
tires of my bike leave behind large tread.
it's Monday and my mind is still thinking
of California, the best beef stew I have ever eaten
that I didn't have to make, poster awards
and no responsibility, but alas, it's Monday
night and Tuesday will come tomorrow,
I will rouse myself, engage my brain,
start up Matlab, talk to my customers
and enjoy the day.