Acrostic Of Your Name #8 Poem by Doris Cornago

Acrostic Of Your Name #8



This is an acrostic of your name
Always at your beck and call
Surely remaining true
Forever, don't
Despair
Though
skies tumble
or earth crumble
Coming on first flight
Mark my word, no tickets
Needed, my only birthday gift
Pledge of allegiance thru the distance

Acrostic Of Your Name #8
Friday, July 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday greetings,thanksgiving,value
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This birthday greeting is an acrostic of 7 poems starting with every letter of the acronym of his name. I know of nothing else that would give him more pleasure than see my creative efforts in recounting every moment shared with him. Gifts bought in shops are nothing compared to what we created in our hearts. Remember that the next time you think of a best authentic gift for a loved one.
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