A freeman:

I've now become a free bird
Mondays don't haunt me now
Neither does Saturdays tire me out Everyday is treasured so well now.
There was a time; when my work schedules
Were so intensely important
Every programme of work; was weighed
And measured to perfection
With very less time to my own account.
Now, my days are sweeter and longer
  With no wayward pressures 
Nor thoughts of hectic schedules
To disrupt my path of serenity.

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