Joy To Your Eyes
J-oy to your eyes,
O-n the seventeenth of November;
S-un has begun to rise,
A-wakening you from slumber.
C-omplete joy to your eyes,
O-n the morning of Friday;
M-ist and fog fade into the dark,
B-ecause beacon is on the way.
A-fter the night is gone,
L-ight shines in the skyline;
I-t bathes your heart and soul,
C-learing every forlorn sign.
E-vening shadows disappear, new dawn breaks the ice;
R-ay after the rain has brought tears of joy to your eyes.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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