Miracle of Monday

Stepping from the taxi, he waves, full of glee
Attention to an occupant veiled by tinted glass
A beaming smile, a bounce, and off he struck
Scarcely a glance to the space of the departed
Curiosity of bystanders of this open joy
Out of place in this Monday mundane
What has made this man so alive?
A deal won, a friendship rekindled
Perhaps an afternoon romp or tryst
Envy of his sated state bites briefly
His excitement fading, like him from view.