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As You Climb Up the Stairs
M-orn early Saturday
A-ims to make a lovely scene;
R-ise of the sun begins,
I-n the dawn of February
E-ighteen.
V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a beautiful skyway;
L-et the clouds become white;
L-et the dark fade away.
A-llow the beacon to shine,
C-old chill is left behind;
O-ne shadow turns bright,
R-ays lights up your mind.
T-roubles you lay on God's hand, praying to end your cares;
A-llow the Lord to reach you, as you climb up the stairs.
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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