Sunday morning,
Two days late,
Because of Leap Year.
Ended differently,
Than last year,
Maybe,
Sunday morning, won’t come,
Again.
A jolt of electricity -
To the heart -
Stops,
Hopelessness.
Now, Sunday mornings,
Are only a memory,
Of shocking,
Necessity.
Inviting:
Monday morning,
Resurrection.
- L.J. Lenehan -