I got a bad day today.
First came a phone lost,
probably at somewhere on my way.
Then in the middle of my camping,
my friend’s phone rang-
An urgent call lifted me off from what I was enjoying,
which I mean, camping <wink ;)>
My flight was booked and I had 2 hours
to rush back, buy a cheap phone,
get a temporary number,
and make it into the airport-
which is 30 kilometers from the city center.
Guess what happened? – I made it (yay!)
Arrived Hanoi at 10; and here I am,
writing a rhyme to complain about my damn bad day.
But at the end, it was still a nice getaway
with heart bumping, mind stressing and legs tiring;
and it was always you I’ve been missing:
“Wish I now had your hugging and kissing.”
And that is my day, how about yours, darling?
How bad is your day?