Flying High Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Flying High

Rating: 5.0


A-fter the dusk is gone,
N-ew dawn replaces the night;
G-reat day sixth of March
E-ndorses a shining
L-ight.

V-ile weather Sunday turns
I-nto a warm sunny Monday;
A-ll clouds become white,
D-ark shadows fade away.
A-n early morn has broken, bringing brightness to the sky;
N-either mist nor haze hinders you from fying high.

Flying High
Monday, March 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
Close
Error Success