Only a week poem

Only a week,
no, not long, not long until I find the comfort that I seek,
and what a relief it will be, and how I will celebrate,
and maybe I will head for the sea,
maybe I will go swimming and float so free,
float so free and rest my weary bones,
for life is such a tiresome load,
a tiresome load upon the shoulders,
and we have far too many burdens to carry in this world,
far too many burdens to carry,
and it is never easy finding the time to lighten the load,
and I cannot wait for it is only a week,
only a week until I find the solace that I seek,
only a week and I will savour every minute,
and how gladly I will savour the peace,
and what a relief it will be to be floating in the sea,
free of the working day, and returning to me,

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