The Blue Saturday Sky
A-n early dawn has broken,
L-et it bring warmth and light;
O-pen your eyes to beacon,
N-ew morn sets things
A-right.
M-idnight moon is gone
A-s the twilight fades away;
N-ight cold chill disappears,
A-long with the dark and gray.
L-et seventeenth December shine on the mountain high;
O-bliterate the Friday's rain for the blue Saturday sky.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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