Mist And Fog Fall Apart Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Mist And Fog Fall Apart

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N-ew dawn March twenty-eighth
I-s breaking without delay;
T-uesday morn has broken,
Z-enith meets your birthday.

A-ll shadows disappear,
N-ight raindrops do the same;
T-he sun above the line
I-s burning with flame.
O-bliterate the cold chill,
J-ust let the beacon warm your heart;
O-nce the sky gets blue, mist and fog fall apart.

Mist And Fog Fall Apart
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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