Sunset

I wish today
was my Groundhog Day.
I would repeat and repeat
this day so sweet.
Hanging out with a book,
in the kitchen to cook.
Leaving it behind,
dampens my spirit and mind.
If only I could stay,
forever in weekend play.
As this cannot be,
then just a poem I'll leave.
Recalling all the moments,
so in memory I can own it.

Sally