Monday alone,
Tuesday together,
Wednesday we walk
When it’s fine weather.
Thursday we kiss,
Friday we cry,
Saturday’s hours
Seem almost to fly.
But of all days in the week
We will call
Sunday, the rest day,
The best day of all.
Poetry For Children
Monday alone,
Tuesday together,
Wednesday we walk
When it’s fine weather.
Thursday we kiss,
Friday we cry,
Saturday’s hours
Seem almost to fly.
But of all days in the week
We will call
Sunday, the rest day,
The best day of all.