SATURDAYS AND SUNDAYS

I greet the lovely weekends

So that they treat you with care

Since you haven’t shared much space

With empty Saturdays and Sundays

I wish you all the happiness

That a lonely home could provide

Festooned with a garland of nothingness

That even sleep cannot suffice

My heart is in the right place

And my intention is to soothe

I have better known these days 

Which you are about to

Darling, I too have missed the buzz

Of the regular nine to five

And have missed the lunchtime grub

That munching of a hundred lives

The past five days have been a run

That tested you more than required

Though now that peace prevails again

Don’t you suddenly feel bored and tired

But sadness is different from bored

That loneliness just amplifies

So here I am, to pamper you 

In this embrace that you recognise

-K.G.