Pink Umbrella Is On
A-fter the Saturday night,
N-ew dawn Sunday breaks;
A-iming to erase the pain, even the tears and heartaches.
E-arly morn fifth February,
L-ight comes from the beacon;
I-n the heat of the noontime,
C-olor pink umbrella is
O-n.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
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