Everything Going In Red
Pouring rain and cold chill
A-re both nowhere in view;
Z-enith awaits the sunrise to make the skyline blue.
V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a blessed January;
L-et Friday the thirteenth
L-eave the "jinx of being unlucky".
A-bove the wide horizon,
N-ew light starts to ascend;
U-nderneath the open lane,
E-vening shadows end.
V-icious curse is not found, coming up roses instead;
A-ll systems go on your birth, everything going in red.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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