Today is a normal day. The same as any other.

The breeze sets in and the sun beats harder.

My day feels cold and the heat is overwhelming.

A hot day with a soothing breeze that whispers as if calling. 

Faces come...and faces go

Some I can recall,

and some I'll never know

How to end an average day?

That I cannot answer,

but I'll show her love

and never let it pass her.

The moon appears and yet the heats still overwhelming.

The passing breeze, her smiling face, I clearly hear her calling.