Get Up From the Bed and Pray
M-orn of seventeenth December
I-s breaking after the long night;
T-he new dawn is brightly shining,
A-s it replaces the twilight.
M-ake Saturday sunrise
E-rase the dark shadow;
R-ed beacon above the horizon
A-llows the Friday fret to go.
N-either mist nor haze shrouds the beautiful day;
A-ll you have to do now is get up from the bed and pray.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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