Ace
Cheer fits my face:
Now ample grace
Blooms in place
For joy to trace.
Now and here trace
A poise of face:
In time and space,
A poignant ace.
Truth funds my space:
I frame my pace
With love I trace
In fragrant pace.
I stretch and pace,
My time and space
With cheer and grace:
My name is Ace.
Leon Enriquez
18 January 2018
Singapore
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