Zestful Sight Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a warm sunny day;
L-ightness from the sky
M-akes the haze fade
A-way.

L-et the early morn break
E-ighth day of February;
G-ood news I have for you,
A-nother fun I guarantee.
S-weet rhyme of verse
P-romises pure delight;
I-nspiring lines of phrase vow to leave the cold blue night.

H-appy birthday to you,
E-ven before the sun is up;
R-ight on an early dawn,
N-othing can make me stop.
A-fter the dusk disappears,
N-owhere to be found is twilight;
D-ark shadows have faded,
E-arly view turns into
Z-estful sight.