If I called today bliss
I’d be remiss
It’s Monday, after all
The weekend had the gall
To end far too early
Leaving me feeling surly
Yet I shan’t complain
There’s not a drop of rain
No Texas-size flood here
Praying for friends dear
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It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and the word of the day from Bjorn is bliss. I started out a little funny, but it turned somber in the end. Perhaps not what Bjorn was looking for, but it’s what came out.