A Beam In the Space Up High
G-ray haze has vanished,
E-arly thirteenth January;
R-aindrops never fall,
S-un shows the morning glory.
O-pen the day with warmth, after the dusk is gone;
N-ight cold chill disappears, on the break of dawn.
C-oal clouds, fog, and mist
A-re nowhere to be found;
N-ew light bathes your life,
L-et it stay shining around.
A-s you rise up from slumber, gaze at the blue sky;
S-ee the beacon's glow, a beam in the space up high.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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