Sunday's Are For

Sunday's are for Snap Judgment

Listening while perusing the streets in the morning hours. 

Sunday's are for mom's pot roast

that cooks all day and who's smell permeates the entire house. 

Sunday's are for mom's banana bread

once all the banana's have gone bad, or ripened. 

Sunday's are for creating things

Where there once was nothing creating a shelf

or a painting

or some humble words

or maybe a song. 

Sunday's are for family

having a football game on but not really paying attention

the entertainment of 5 year old nieces far surpasses what grown men playing a child's game can do, yet how are those grown men doing? 

you peak. 

Sunday's are for resting easy before a busy week

for a few hours escaping into arts and crafts

a pot roast

a banana bread

and the five year old laughter bellowing through the afternoon air. 

Sunday's are for all of these things

soaking in these moments however fleeting they become.
Sunday's are for relaxation
to meander instead of being determined.
To walk instead of run
or to quite literally, be.

Sunday's are for more many things
where the dim of the slow burning sunrise carries into morning.
Sunday's are for seeing the glow
reflect off of the frozen river.
Sunday's are for resting easy, friends
for tomorrow begins it all again.