Aim So High
J-anuary twenty-ninth early morn,
E-vening darkness has vanished;
A-nother warm morning breaks,
N-ew dawn shines with a good wish.
E-ach and every passing year
T-ries to offer good luck;
T-his year though is certain,
E-ven sure of making a buck.
E-ndless and countless
B-lessings never run dry;
A-s the Lord is ever merciful,
L-etting you always aim so high.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2016
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