About The New Tomorrow Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-ump into the air,
E-levate the thousand thrill;
L-et the fresh breeze kiss
Y-our face despite the chill.
B-eacon though begins to rise,
E-liminating the cold night;
T-he morning ray above
H-as taken away the twilight.

C-herish the beautiful break
O-f the dawn under the sky;
D-on't let the mirth drift
I-nto the tears from cry.
L-et second December smile,
L-et your heart gladly glow;
A-llow your mind to think about the new tomorrow.