1 October 2012
Another weekend: come and passed, These 'boring' days not meant to last, But 'boring' is just what I need, I wish that they would slow their speed.
Another week, it looms ahead, Working days, with limbs of lead, A thousand wishes for the days, That pass so quickly, in so few ways.
I long for lie-ins, precious time, So happy that I think in rhyme, But, oh no! Those days are gone, Vaguely remembering when that sun shone...
Weekends return! I miss you so! I simply wish you wouldn't go!
Post-Weekend Blues. • Opuss № I