Gaze At The Old Oak Tree Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Gaze At The Old Oak Tree

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N-ight cold chill and fog
O-n Thursday don't remain;
M-ake Friday sixth January
E-ver far away from
R-ain.

M-orning starts to break,
A-iming to meet the dawn;
A-fter the twilight is over,
M-ist and haze are gone.
B-eacon above the horizon
O-pens the day with glee;
N-ever ignore the nature,
G-aze at the old oak tree.

Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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