Dark Shadows Walk Out
Y-our birthday has come,
E-arly Sunday ninth of April;
L-et the new dawn bring mirth and a thousand thrill.
F-ill your heart with warmth,
E-vening chill fades away;
L-et the twilight turn
I-nto a fresh break of day.
Z-enith up in the sky
A-waits the sun in the south;
R-ise of the beacon begins,
D-ark shadows walk
O-ut.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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