Sunday’s are for Gardening, whether tending flowers or nurturing the soul

Sunday’s are for Sun soaked hours, spent in your favorite chair

Sunday’s are for Books and worlds, of words in which to wander

Sunday’s are for Symphonies, where cymbalic coasts meet subtle seas

Sunday’s are for Food and Friends and laughter all around

Sunday’s are for Siesta’s and slowing down.

Sunday’s are for Walks down paths whose end you never find

Sunday’s are for each of us, lets design our piece of mind

Perhaps the greatest gift that we can give to each other is a greater understanding of ourselves.

Perhaps the greatest gift that we can give to each other is a greater understanding of ourselves.