Friday’s Joy

Just one night I breathe,
Crank up the classic rock and roll,
I put on my favourite dress,
Sing along to the juke box hero,
And for a few hours…
I remember who I really am,
Before the scars on my heart,
Or when I work long days,
Bartender pours me a cold one,
My smile returns with…
Friday night’s joy.

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