Inclement Clime Turns Good
P-ouring rain disappears,
A-pril fifth early Wednesday;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
L-onely fog fades
A-way.
T-he storm and the flood
A-re nowhere to be found;
N-ew wind whispers softly,
G-iving you a fine sweet sound.
U-npleasant feeling turns
I-nto a merry mood;
L-et warmth fill your heart,
I-nclement clime turns
G-ood.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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