One Shark Won T Bite
E-arly Wednesday morning,
D-awn has begun to break;
N-either dusk nor twilight
A-ims to cause you heartache.
E-vening shadows disappear,
L-eaving the yellow beacon;
A-llowing the sun to bring
M-uch shine to February twenty-second.
P-ouring rain and chill
A-re fading into the night;
R-apture comes from the sea,
O-ne shark won't bite.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
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