Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
tourism ***** FOGGY SHARP NOON
It is Baguio
And I am writing
Fog is falling
It befell us before and will again
White air lends its cold
Freezes the smoky balls from
Native bonfire down hills
It washes the pines
Whose pointed leaves lend
Music for the deaf
The noon gets more smoke
More cold now on my feet
Rays of the sun are tortured
Seem it refuses to shine forever
What a premature sunset occurs
Fog falls again
Like soft rain
Feeding the hungry earth
poem
by
Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black