Bernard F. Asuncion Poems

My Mother Earth, I thank you so
For the spring of waters that flow,
For the fresh air that I inhale,
For the ocean that I do sail,
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The night begins to fade away,
disappearing into the dark;
The dusk vanishes into gray,
as the twilight starts to depart.
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Happy birthday, Sister Dennise,
Read this simple quatrain of mine;
This poem is gentle like a breeze,
Bringing freshness to every line.
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Love never gets cold in the winter time,
Nor does it get red-hot during summer;
It never commits any kind of crime,
And it truly hates the word called anger.
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Love is like a plant waiting for water
that will quench its thirst underneath the sun.
It always hopes for the murmur of care
from the silver drops to fall, flow, and run.
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Evocative lines bring tears to the eyes.
Plethora of metaphors makes men think.
Emollient words soothe someone in his cries.
Furtive reading lets not mind quit and blink.
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Have a blessed birthday, dear Love,
You softly touch everyone's heart;
You are so gentle like a dove,
Indeed, right from the very start.
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J-ust let your lips smile,
E-verytime you are upset;
S-weetly glow both your eyes,
S-ay not about your fret.
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F-abulous
R-emembrance
A-bout
N-uptial
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A-dore the loved one,
P-ink sky stays above;
R-emaining in harmony
I-s truly keeping the
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