Oblivion Turns To Fame

A-fter the long night is gone, 
N-ew morn is in good view; 
A-n early dawn has broken, 
L-etting the sun shine on
Y-ou.

A-s the twilight fades, 
D-ark dusk loses its ground; 
R-ainy evening has turned
I-nto a breeze that I've found.
A-stounding sight amazes, 
N-ice fresh feeling it brings; 
O-pen air is free of haze, mist and dust are yesterday's things.

D-ay eighth in March
I-s worth to remember; 
A-llow me to make you smile, 
N-o more tears but laughter.
C-old chill is getting warm, as my wishes share the same; 
O-vernight shadows disappear, while oblivion turns to fame.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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