Looking With Your Fingers Crossed Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Looking With Your Fingers Crossed

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L-et Wednesday morn break,
U-nderneath the blue sky;
Z-enith meets the noon, with white clouds up high.

E-arly twenty-fifth January,
L-et the sun starts to rise;
B-eacon begins to shine,
A-s beheld by your eyes.
N-o more mist and haze,
C-hill fades into the moss;
O-pen your heart to warmth,
L-ooking with your fingers crossed.

Looking With Your Fingers Crossed
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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