Bernard F. Asuncion
At The Break Of Morn - Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
N-ew dawn has just broken
O-n twenty-third November;
R-emembering your birth
I-n early rise from slumber.
L-et me send this acrostic,
Y-earning not to be forlorn;
N-ight cold chill is erased at the break of morn.
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