Gentle morning whispers about
Birds singing in harmony
Light traffic sounding from afar
Mood of the day unlike any other
Wake up to a cool breeze

The tone of the day is sombre  
Almost feels like Christmas morning
Temporary calm about the day
Golden silence in the air
Before the troubles of our lives make it old

It's almost a perfect day
Mellow like classic jazz
Easy in every way
Tranquility in the atmosphere
No pressure, no rush, no fuss
Melancholy of the soul on hold for a day

The day goes briskly past
The whole world quiets down
People hidden in thier cocoons
Shielded from the world's ills for a time
Far from the madding crowd

A day for meditation and sober thought
A day of peace and serenity
Sunday unlike any other day you'll find
Wish we had more Sundays in a day