Till The Fireworks End
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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I-t's another fresh year,
S-unday first January;
A-s you celebrate your birth,
B-ig bash brings much glory.
E-arly light warms your heart, as you wake from bed;
L-et the morning beacon turn the dark into red.
G-ray clouds don't gather,
O-ne Sunday free from grime;
N-ew dawn has broken,
Z-enith awaits the noontime.
A-fter the twelve midnight,
L-aughter and display begin;
E-veryone around the world
S-tays awake till the fireworks end.
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