Coal Clouds Turn White
C-oal clouds turn white,
H-aving changed for the better;
E-arly Thursday morning meets the fine weather.
E-vening shadows disappear,
V-ile clime leaves the dawn;
A-fter the dark passes by,
S-un rises above the horizon.
C-old chill March twenty-third fades into the night;
O-pen your eyes to blue sky, coal clouds turn white.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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