Oh weekend dear, you come so slow,

But fades away fast, like a melting snow.

Again I wait for the whole long week,

In a flicker you are gone, short and sleek.

Saturday shimmers at the best, full of glee,

Lazy mornings with a cup of tea.

No alarms, no rush, only ease,

The day being drifted by a gentle breeze.

Sunday gleans up with peaceful air,

But when noon arrives—despair is there!

Sunset glows, the weekend sighs,

Tomorrow’s rush starts to rise.

The clock hurries, the sun dips low,

Monday knocks, it’s time to go.

Oh weekend dear, why can't you stay?

Just stretch a bit—one more day!