Light Of Ray

C-rimson beacon by dawn
R-ises above the horizon;
I-t's a beautiful Sunday,
S-hadow is brought to oblivion.
T-ime to get up from bed and taste the sweet sunrise;
Y-ou shall see the reflection right before your eyes.

M-ake Saturday night
U-nable to remain or stay;
J-ust let twenty-fifth December
A-ssign the light of
R-ay.

by Bernard F. Asuncion

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'The deadly embrace of Reality and dream Is frightening' Now here is something I can relate to... thanks for sharing. Well done. :)