The Second Sunrise

As soon as you wake up,
a message on the phone screen flashes,
“How was the weekend?”.
In a minute, you recollect,
the vibrant scenes of the weekend,
and once again experience the
two days while still yawning with
half eye closed.

The question brings a whole light to the Monday,
like a second sunrise in the day,
And like a summer river joyously flowing
after heavy showers,
washing all the reminiscences in the course,
bring the unexpected sediments.