my poem-by: ZaRina

sad sad day,
just when it seems
that life joyfull gleams
Sad, sad, day
Is brought our way,
Sad day, Go away Go away,
sad day,
i want's to play
So, sad day, just hide behind the sun,
i wants to be happy and have some fun
Sad, sad day
This sorrow is just nature's way,
Showing something isn't right,
It does no good to try and fight
the sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, day
But we can wish that it will go away,
And it will,someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday.
Wether it be, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday or Sunday,
The sad day shall dissappear like a migician's assistant,
If only our search for happiness is ever so persistent.