Breathe Not Your Last
B-reathe not your last,
E-arly Monday first of May;
T-rials in life are suffocating,
H-eave a sigh of relief everyday.
L-ive another fresh morn,
A-fter the sleepless night;
S-tart with a bright hope,
T-o set everything aright.
U-se the brand new day, as the time is flying fast;
A-im to see the morrow, breathe not your last.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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