Honey In The Forest
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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J-anuary eighth Sunday beacon
E-rases the gray and blue;
D-ark shadows Saturday
A-re far away from
Y-ou.
A-llow the night to pass,
B-efore the sun rises;
O-utside the haze is gone,
R-ays have swept the mess.
D-elightful day has come, bringing sweetness and zest;
O-pen your mouth and taste the honey in the forest.
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