Beneath The Jar Falls
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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P-ouring rain and shadow
A-re nowhere in sight;
Z-enith twenty-fourth January has set everything aright.
G-ray clouds don't gather,
U-nder the Tuesday crimson;
T-he beacon begins to rise
A-bove the clear horizon.
N-ature brings much pleasure to men's minds and souls;
G-ladly enjoy the river beneath the jar falls.
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