Friday April Seven
C-hill Friday April seven
A-ims to fade into the blue;
T-he warmth from the morn
H-as pleased and comforted
Y-ou.
B-eacon Friday April seven
A-scends above the line;
Y-our birthday has come,
R-ising sun starts to shine.
A-fter the Thursday twilight,
N-ew dawn begins to open;
T-housand thrill is brought,
E-arly Friday April seven.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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