Gray Turns Into Red
A-nother gray turns into red,
L-oneliness into rapture;
M-isty morning becomes
A-nother day of pleasure.
V-ile weather has turned
I-nto beacon burning bright;
D-ay twentieth November,
A-nother dark turns into
L-ight.
M-oon has turned into sun,
E-arly rise from the bed;
N-either eye will be sad,
O-ne gray turns into
R-ed.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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