Turning Out To Be Red
F-irst March early Tuesday,
R-ain disappears underneath;
A-fter the twilight is over,
N-ew dawn turns into a
Z-enith.
J-ust before the sun rises
O-ver the mountain high;
S-hadows have vanished,
E-ven the dark in the sky.
P-ure delight and sheer joy are only reserved for you;
H-appiness has been the topic to add color to the view.
B-ad clime, mist, and haze
A-re not found ahead;
W-hile the wide lanes above
A-re turning out to be
R-ed.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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