Find The Luck Still At Large Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
Find The Luck Still At Large
P-icking up the pieces from your shattered dreams;
A-llows you to ponder the matter, reflecting on falling apart at the seams.
L-et one think not of indispensability, nor of being invulnerable;
A-ll things are transient, for they fade and are perishable.
N-ew dreams though are immortal,
O-ffering hopes free of charge;
G-et up and muster your wits to find the luck still at large.
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9/24/2024 1:48:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A stellar acrostic, sir Bernard.