Perfectly Penned In Your Palm
A-fter the storm has turned
I-nto a weather so fine;
S-unday morning light
I-s rising above the line.
S-un has begun to shine, bathing your heart and mind;
U-nderneath the blue sky, coal clouds are far behind.
N-ight chill and raindrops
E-nd ere the break of dawn;
Y-our birthday has come,
A-s the shadows are gone.
M-arch nineteenth day
A-ims to warm your soul;
G-iving comfort to your life,
E-ven during evenfall.
S-tars, moon, and dusk
H-ave however come;
I-t's a lovely evening, perfectly penned in your palm.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
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