Zone Of Zenith Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Zone Of Zenith



A-fter the night is gone,
R-ising sun meets Monday;
I-t's March thirteenth morn,
E-arly warm light will
S-tay.

O-pen your eyes to blue sky,
R-ays shine underneath;
T-he highest point above
I-s the zone of
Z-enith.

Zone Of Zenith
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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