Backpack
L-et Wednesday woes end,
L-et light Thursday start;
O-bliterate the doubt,
Y-our worries all
D-epart.
A-llow the sun to come,
R-ising above the horizon;
J-ust let the twilight fade,
A-s the dawn stops the
Y-awn.
O-ne backpack contains
R-ed rubber shoes, not scraps;
I-t's time to carry on your back
A-nother bag having two shoulder
S-traps.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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