HOPPING SATURDAY NIGHT

It’s Saturday night
and we’re still hopping. . .

weekend’s deep respite
and bright delight
show no signs of stopping.

My smiles I send straight out to you
and hope your happiness will too
grow full,
or at least
start its up-cropping.

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