Spear And Shield
J-ust let March one come,
O-pening the warm Wednesday;
S-un has begun to rise,
E-rasing the dark and gray.
P-ouring rain and chill have vanished into the blue.
H-aze, mist, and fog are all nowhere in view.
A-llow the beacon to shine,
N-ight turns into a day;
G-ray clouds don't gather,
U-nderneath the skyway.
L-et the spiritual war begin, defending the Lord's harvest field;
O-bliterate the devil's tactics, using your spear and shield.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2020