A Poetic Work of Art
S-hadows start fading away,
A-fter the haze has gone;
B-ad weather turns fine,
R-ain surrenders to the sun.
I-t's a beautiful day,
N-ew dawn begins to break;
A-nother fresh morn comes out, obliterating the heartache.
P-ure and genuine delight
I-solates the loneliness;
N-ew beacon's light shines,
E-arly breeze sweeps the mess.
D-ark fourth March has left, evading the warmth of your heart;
A-llow my acrostic to make a poetic work of art.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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