Await The Morning Sun Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-wait the morning sun,
N-ight chill is about over;
G-ray clouds above will turn
I-nto sky so beautiful
E-ver.

B-e patient in long eventide,
U-ntil you rise from slumber;
S-eventeenth November rain
T-urns into fine weather.
A-wait the morning sun,
M-ist and haze will fade away;
A-llow the twilight to vanish,
N-ew dawn will greet the day.
T-ry to wait for the sun, it will come up again;
E-ach ray will bathe you to let the sadness end.

S-tay firm and steadfast;
A-llow your heart to glow;
N-ever will you lose hope
A-nd trust in the morrow.
N-either eye will close, as the dark will be gone;
O-pen your life to beacon, await the morning sun.