Positive Thinker
P-ouring rain disappears,
R-ise of the sun begins;
E-vening chill has faded,
S-aturday night ends.
C-oal cloud in the sky
I-s nowhere to be found.
L-ights from the beacon
A-re turning things around.
J-ust let Sunday come out,
U-nderneath the blue lane;
M-ake the haze evaporate,
U-ntil it doesn't remain.
A-llow your eyes to see the sunny warm weather;
D-ecember twenty-fifth makes you a positive thinker.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
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