Happiness Is What You Feel Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-s you wake up from sleep,
B-eacon begins to rise;
E-arly light in the sky
G-ives glow to your eyes.
A-nother day that breaks
I-s filled with million mirth;
L-onely twilight is gone, dawn brightens your birth.

R-ay from the sun above
I-s shining in delight;
C-old chill and raindrops
A-re nowhere in sight.
F-ill your heart with warmth,
R-ight after the long night;
E-vening shadows disappear,
N-ew morn sets things aright.
T-wenty-eighth November brings a thousand thrill;
E-ven if the life is hard, happiness is what you feel.