As dawn breaks with a gentle sigh,
The world awakens, a new week nigh,
A silent whisper of time’s embrace,
Monday comes with a steady pace.
The weekend’s joy now fades away,
Leaving echoes of yesterday,
In the quiet of this early hour,
Monday’s might begins to flower.
The city stirs, a sleepy grin,
As routines and tasks begin,
With hopes anew and dreams in tow,
Monday’s canvas starts to glow.
Through the hustle, through the strife,
Monday breathes a brand new life,
A promise of whatâs yet to be,
A start, a chance, a mystery.