Morn Fresh And New
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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E-arly Wednesday morning
D-enies the Tuesday twilight;
D-arkness has just turned
I-nto a beacon burning bright.
E-vening shadows disappear,
L-ong cold chill is gone;
Y-our birthday has come,
N-ight surrenders to the dawn.
F-irst day of February
A-ims to meet the view;
C-omfort fills your heart,
U-nder the morn fresh and
N-ew.
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