Ships In The Bay Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Ships In The Bay



R-ise of the sun begins,
E-arly eighth January;
Y-our birthday has come, Sunday shines with glee.

G-ray haze, mist, and fog
A-re all nowhere in sight;
M-orning starts to break,
B-ringing warmth and light.
O-utside the sky is clear, the ocean is awesome by day;
L-onely shadows are gone, gaze at the ships in the bay.

Ships In The Bay
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday,fog,january,ocean
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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