What is a holiday?
I pondered that question on this Memorial Day.
There are lawns being mowed.
There are cars are being towed.
Stores are open for buying.
Backyard chefs are out there frying.
The police are still out on their beat, and the Stanley cup players are up on their feet.
I had to work more than half the day, while I saw friends get outdoors, on the lake, to play!
I saw the news crews out there scurrying
Because people can’t stop all their worrying.
So, what constitutes a holiday?
l’ve deduced it means work for some people,
and for others it just means play!