Dear Sunday,
One down, one more to go…
Love,
Kevin
(21 August 2016)
Dear Sunday,
One down, one more to go…
Love,
Kevin
(21 August 2016)
Dear Monday,
So it starts like this…
Love,
Kevin
(15 August 2016)
Dear Sunday,
So, why did I think writing twelve poems in twelve hours wouldn’t be tiring?
Love,
Kevin
(14 August 2016)
Dear Monday,
There’s always something else to change, isn’t there?
Love,
Kevin
(8 August 2016)
Dear Sunday,
It’s always the little things, isn’t it?
Love,
Kevin
(7 August 2016)
Dear Monday,
Holy crap! I know family members sometimes want to kill each other, but I never expected anyone to actually try it…
Love,
Kevin
(1 August 2016)
Dear Sunday,
So, when I finally get a decent night’s sleep, my plans for the day fall through…
Love,
Kevin
(31 July 2016)
Dear Monday,
I wish sleep didn’t have to be a three-part activity…
Love,
Kevin
(25 July 2016)
Dear Sunday,
This is one of those do laundry and listen to music days…
Love,
Kevin
(24 July 2016)
Dear Monday,
Convention week! Welcome to the Terrordome?
Love,
Kevin
(18 July 2016)