Mrs. Sunshine

Damn you frown;

Get off from my expressions;

I really do not require this sorrow;

Mrs. Busy has just took off;

leaving me alone with Mrs. Sorrow;

It's odd how I wait excitedly

for Mrs. Busy to leave;

I was expecting Mrs. Sunshine to come by;

But instead, it's always been Mrs. Sorrow,

who ended up come visiting.

If she had came;

I bet she could have

made a jar of smiles for me,

draw an infinity line of sparkling rainbows in my room,

change all my furnitures into talkable friends with faces,

turn my white wall into greenery,

the windows transfigure into warm sunshine,

with fresh air come squeezing in.

and the sound of the running fan into singing birds;

with one single wave of her wand.

Oh how it would be so lovely.

I'd be so happy if she stops by;

Wish I knew her home address,

So I can write her an invitation letter .