The weekend now is lurking, just beyond this one last day
The week that’s just now ending, it has flown
Saturday and Sunday, they will come and go away
Whatever we bring to them, etched in stone.
As children I remember that the weekends were such fun
For grownups that is often still the case
Family time and shopping, or a movie or the beach
Frowns disappear, for smiles to replace
I’m thankful for my granddaughter to spend the weekends with
She makes the smiles more numerous, you know.
We both love church on Sunday, it’s the highlight of our week
To fellowship, and in the Lord to grow
And when it all is over and on Monday we wake up
It’s off to school, the first day of the year
Grace is now a fifth grader, it’s so hard to believe
Her eleventh birthday’s drawing near.
And once again the cycle of a new week will begin
We go to work and school and muddle through
Thankful, cause we know another weekend’s on its way
And life is what we make it…me and you.