Birthday Treat
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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R-ise of the beacon begins,
O-pening the day with light;
M-orning has just broken,
A-s the dawn leaves the night.
L-et sixteenth January come,
A-llow it to greet the Monday;
C-oal clouds don't gather,
U-nderneath the skyway.
E-vening chill is gone,
S-un and zenith meet;
T-he celebrant has made
A-nother birthday treat.
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