I Greet You On the Cellphone
A-s you wake seventh of January,
N-ew dawn warms the weather;
N-ight moon has turned
I-nto a sweet sunrise
E-ver.
M-orning has just broken,
E-arly light meets Saturday;
N-o more mist and haze,
D-ark shadows fade away.
O-pen your ears and hear,
Z-enith is not all alone;
A-llow my wish to cheer you, I greet you on the cellphone.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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