See the Rays the Skies Assign
C-old chilling raindrop
H-as stopped on Monday;
E-arly twenty-sixth December,
N-ew dawn denies the gray.
N-ight's darkest shadow
I-s nowhere in sight;
E-vening dusk disappears, so does the twilight.
V-iew in the wide blue lane
I-s amazing to the eyes;
L-et the cloud stay white,
L-et the morn meet the sunrise.
A-llow the beacon to come out,
R-ising above the line;
O-pen your heart to the warmth,
S-ee the rays the skies
A-ssign.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2019
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