A Coffee Table For One
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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J-ust let the morning break,
A-fter the cold Saturday night;
N-ineteenth of February
I-s setting Sunday aright.
C-old chill passes by, raindrops don't remain;
E-vening shadows disappear, twilight zone is in vain.
L-ight of the red beacon
I-s rising above the line;
B-eautiful day has come,
U-sing a very good sign.
N-o more mist and haze,
A-s the fog is gone;
O-n your birthday you take a coffee table for one.
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