The White Clouds Display Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

C-rimson sky has waken
Y-ou up from slumber;
N-ew dawn meets the day,
T-wenty-ninth December.
H-aze in the open air
I-s nowhere to be found;
A-nother light has kept your life safe and sound.

R-ays from the red beacon
A-re shining so bright;
M-orning has just broken,
I-t replaces Wednesday night.
R-ise of the sun has begun,
E-arly beautiful Thursday;
Z-enith awaits the noontime, see the white clouds display.