Make Time Cure Everything Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

M-ake time cure everything,
A-ll that have made you cry,
R-elieving the hurt and pain,
I-ncluding the grief
A-nd sigh.

A-llow time to cure everything,
N-ot yet now, maybe later;
D-rying the tears that drop,
R-educing the river's water.
E-verything will be cured by the time that flies fast;
A-mount of ache shall fade, and shall truly never last.

R-epairing injury depends
O-n the time willed by nature;
B-ecause of the deepest cut,
L-ong agony adds to the pressure.
E-arly healing of the wound
D-enotes the moment's blessing;
O-ctober twenty-third morn, make time cure everything.