Sunday(short poem for kids)

Sundays are special days of the week-days when we can spend time as we like, doing things we like to do. Let's read a poem that compares Sunday to the  other days of the week....

The weekdays come so fast and thick-
How do they travel-to reach so quick?
But why dose Sunday take so long,
Behind the others trudging on?

The weekdays are unkind lot;
To go back home they have no thought,
But why is Sunday so pursued,
That she stays half the timme she should?

The weekdays come with such dull, long faces,
No child can stand such airs and graces,
But when at weekends I get up,
There's Sunday with her face lit up.

By: Rabindranath Tagore

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