The City Wakes Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

The City Wakes

The gray gives way, a blush upon the pane,
And muted sounds begin to softly creep.
A distant horn, a whispered drop of rain,
Disturb the slumber of a city deep.

Then bolder notes, a vendor's early call,
The rumble low of engines starting slow,
A bird's sharp trill that answers over all,
As morning's gentle currents start to flow.

The shutters creak, a sleepy figure sighs,
And in the east, a golden promise brightens.
The hurried pace that soon will fill the skies
Begins to stir, its energy awakens.

So dawns another day, a vibrant hum,
Where life and labor have once more become.

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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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