Rather humid day today,
Sunshine bright up all the way.
I sip on some sour dairy,
May it chills a little my misery.
The wind blows slow,
Cloud refuse to grow.
I wish time is like the wind blow,
Slowly tick accordingly the flow.
Despite weather gives a mellow,
Even sing by lovely tune of sparrow.
But my heart sunk with sorrow,
Monday blue is tomorrow.