Sign Language Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Sign Language



J-anuary twenty-fifth morn
E-rases the dark night;
S-hadows have disappeared,
S-o does the twilight.
I-t's a beautiful Wednesday,
E-arly beacon begins to ascend;
C-old chill fades away,
A-s the long raindrops end.

T-alk to the well-wishers
A-bout your young age;
N-ever forget other things, through a sign language.

Sign Language
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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