Bernard F. Asuncion
As The Birds Fly - Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
M-orning has broken in September
A-s the sun rises above the horizon;
R-emembering the twenty-sixth day
K-indles the red ray from the beacon.
J-oining in your grand celebration
O-pens the wide blue sky up high;
H-aze and mist are nowhere in view,
N-ew dawn breaks as the birds fly.
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