Each and Every Line
A-fter the midnight is gone,
N-ovember third early morn;
G-leams from the sky above
E-ases the day you were born.
L-et the dark shadows turn
I-nto a bright sunny day;
C-hill, dusk, and twilight
A-re slowly fading away.
N-ight storm and cold wind
A-re turning into a fine clime;
R-ain in torrents disappears,
V-iew from the ground is sublime.
A-ccept the words of warm wishes
T-ill they soothe your mind;
O-ne perfect promise of love lets you think of each and every line.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2016
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