Make You Feel So Proud
L-onely rain and teardrops
A-re coming to an end;
A-pril seventeenth beacon
R-eally longs to ascend.
N-ight cold chill has turned
I-nto a warm morning light;
E-arly rise of the sun starts to bring flame so bright.
F-og, haze, and mist
A-re nowhere to be found;
J-ust let the smoke fade,
A-s you silently walk around.
R-adiant rays up above
D-eny the coal-black cloud;
O-nly the silver lining will make you feel so proud.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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