Under The Sky, Above The Sand
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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J-anuary twenty-fourth morn
E-rases the cold night;
S-hadows have vanished,
S-kyline becomes white.
I-t's a beautiful Tuesday,
E-arly beacon fuels the flame;
L-et the wind tenderly whisper
Y-our birthday and your
N-ame.
S-eashore's smooth softness
I-s shown by your left hand;
G-ladly walk and leave your footprints,
U-nder the sky,
A-bove the sand.
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