Nothing In This World Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

N-othing in this world
I-s there to thwart your birth;
C-old chill has disappeared,
K-ind clime carries mirth.
C-omplete cheer is here,
Y-our heart feels the thrill;
N-othing in this world can weaken your zeal.

S-o much joy and gladness
O-f the day deny the night;
R-ainy evening has turned
I-nto sun shining bright.
A-ugust eleventh early morn,
N-ew dawn breaks to unfold;
O-ut here hampered by none, there's nothing in this world.