Don'T Go Out On a Limb
L-et Tuesday morning come,
I-n twenty-fourth January;
N-ight cold chill disappears,
D-awn erases the
A-gony.
B-lue water in the pool
O-pens the time for a swim;
H-aven't yourself gone
O-ut on a
L-imb.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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