Sunday Twenty-First of May

S-unday twenty-first of May
H-as much to offer; 
E-arly break of dawn is nice to the beholder.

C-ool Sunday twenty-first of May
O-ffers another beauty; 
N-ew morn meets the day, 
C-reating a sense of glory.
E-ach cloud turns white, 
P-ouring rain fades away; 
C-old chill has just turned
I-nto a warm light of ray.
O-pen your eyes to blue sky, as the dark fades into gray; 
N-ever ignore the soft wind, Sunday twenty-first of May.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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