Colors Reflect Into the River
L-et the red beacon rise
O-n Sunday's good weather;
R-adiant rays shine above,
E-leventh morn December.
N-ew dawn has broken, bringing warmth to the day;
A-llowing the night chill to disappear into the gray.
J-ust let the sunlight burn,
A-iming to stop the storm;
V-iew in the wide blue sky
I-s keeping you from harm.
E-arly light lets you wake up from deep and sweet slumber;
R-ainbow paints the lane, colors reflect into the river.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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