Where Running Water Abounds
C-an you feel the fresh morn
A-fter the cold night chill?
T-wenty-eighth dawn of the first month,
H-appy birthday brings a thrill.
E-arly haze has passed by,
R-ain and clouds have faded;
I-nto the shadows of the dark
N-ightfall has just
E-nded.
C-an you see the dewdrop
E-arly in the morning?
N-owhere in sight is the mist,
T-wilight drifts into the evening.
E-ndless lines can be written,
N-o limitation or bounds;
O-verflowing like a river where running water abounds.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2016
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