Your Yoke Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
Your Yoke
M-inutes you spend with your yoke
A-re counted by the Almighty;
D-on't neglect your heavy burden,
E-xperience the sweet agony.
L-et your yoke be completed,
I-n spite of your mind's misery;
N-ever leave your holy function,
E-arly twenty-ninth of January.
C-arry your soul's lovely load,
A-s life is like a puff of smoke;
D-on't waste the precious time,
A-im to fulfill your
Y-oke.
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8/19/2025 11:11:10 AM # 1.0.0
Another inspiring poem from your pen Bernard. (y)