Rocky Mountain High
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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J-anuary fourth Wednesday
A-ims to meet the dawn;
N-ew morn has broken,
E-vening Tuesday is gone.
L-et the beautiful beacon
A-bove the horizon rise;
N-o more mist and haze,
D-ark passes from eyes.
E-vening shadows disappear,
R-ain hides from the sky;
O-pen your eyes and gaze at the rocky mountain high.
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