Now Is the Time To Play
M-ist and fog Friday
A-re both nowhere in sight;
R-aindrop on Saturday
I-s fading into the night.
E-leventh February morn meets the early beacon;
L-et the new dawn break, bringing the haze to oblivion.
P-ink wide skyway
O-pens the day with light;
L-ane beyond the clouds
I-s setting things aright:
N-ever ignore your wellness,
T-ake the sickness away;
A-iming to try the badminton,
N-ow is the time to play.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
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