In the Middle of the Sand
R-ise of the sun starts,
E-very cloud has turned white;
L-ight Thursday has warmed
Y-our heart after the
N-ight.
E-arly ninth of March,
B-eacon begins to ascend;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
E-vening raindrops end.
N-o more mist and fog in San Salvador island;
G-lowing girl takes a seat in the middle of the sand.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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