Brought By Breaking Dawn Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Brought By Breaking Dawn

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E-arly Friday morning, the sun begins to rise;
M-arch twenty-fourth comes, fog passes from eyes.

M-ist, haze, and mess
A-re nowhere to be found.
C-omfort of the beacon
A-ims to stay around.
Y-ellow rays remain all day,
A-fter the moon is gone;
N-ew light warms your heart, as brought by breaking dawn.

Brought By Breaking Dawn
Saturday, March 25, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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