A Pink Horizon Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

G-reat gleam starts to glow,
E-nding the long cold night;
R-ise of the sun begins,
L-eaving behind the twilight.
Y-ou rise up from slumber to see the beautiful morning;
N-ew dawn has brought a heaven-sent blessing.

R-adiant rays that shine
U-nder the wide blue sky
A-ims to ease your mind,
L-etting not your eyes cry.
E-arly beacon up above is painting the lane with crimson;
S-econd day twelfth month makes it a pink horizon.