Drawn By The Carabao Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Drawn By The Carabao

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M-ist and haze Wednesday
A-re both nowhere in view;
E-arly January twenty-first is far away from blue.

M-orn has just broken,
E-vening shadows vanish;
N-ight chill disappears,
D-ark raindrops diminish.
E-xcitement is truly brought by the farm and the plow;
Z-estfully ride the cart drawn by the carabao.

Drawn By The Carabao
Wednesday, February 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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