Bathed By The Red Beacon Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
Bathed By The Red Beacon
A-n early dawn has broken,
N-ight cold chill fades away;
N-o more mist and haze, it's a beautiful Wednesday.
V-ile weather turns fine,
E-vening shadows vanish;
L-et eighth February morn
O-pen the sealed warm wish.
S-mile to brighten the day, even the sky and the horizon;
O-pen your heart and let it be bathed by the red beacon.
A lovely acrostic, Bernard as you write this form masterfully❤️❤️❤️
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5/5/2024 11:44:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely acrostic, Bernard as you write this form masterfully❤️❤️❤️