As You Hold The White Flowers Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-fter the twilight is gone,
D-awn begins to break;
E-vening haze disappears,
L-ight warms the heartache.
F-riday delight is brought by beacon tenth February;
A-s the dark fades away, here comes the morning glory.

C-oal clouds up above
A-re all becoming white;
P-ouring rain and chill
A-re fading into the night.
D-on't let the joy go by, never ignore my verse;
A-llow your heart to glow, as you hold the white flowers.