Another New Morn Is Great
J-ust get up from bed,
O-n Monday, open your eyes;
Y-ou can see the beacon rising up toward the skies.
L-et the wide blue lane
A-nd the bright zenith wait;
D-ay twelfth of December,
A-nother new morn is
G-reat.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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