The weekend’s upon us—the time to behold—

Time to recalibrate, connect, and just hang

Though this weekend might be rainy and cold,

When we look back, we will remember that we sang.

I intend to appreciate each second of the day,

As the sun moves east to west.

Believe it or not I will be home, not away,

So I might even get some rest.

Under myself I feel the need to start a fire—

Inspiration and more joy—because I’m telling no lie,

I’m seeing the approach of my eventual expire,

As we all know that life quickly goes by.

I hope to retire while I am still strong,

And do everything I love all day long.

#VerseLove—The prompt suggested to borrow the end rhymes from another poem or song, preferably a famous one, and create a new poem. I chose to use William Shakespeare’s “Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold”