Never will I forget that Monday
The morning I walked barefooted and naked,
The morning I did not feel butterflies
The morning the I could only hear the silence of my heart,
The morning IT stopped beating and all I could hear was my bare feet stepping further and further away.

Away from the familiar songs of hymns and sound of jubilations.
Dismayed I walk on and on and on........
I chose my path, without looking back.

That is the morning I will never forget,
It was a Monday morning
And will always remain THAT Monday morning

Dee