The Weather Is Calm
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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A-s you wake from slumber,
R-ising sun leaves the night;
N-ew dawn has broken,
O-pening the day with
L-ight.
T-he clouds become white,
U-nderneath the blue sky;
G-ray haze has vanished,
A-s your eyes look up high.
N-ever mind the Saturday mist, Sunday delight has come;
O-n fifteenth January morn, the weather is calm.
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