As Your Eyes End The Gray Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

M-arch first early morn
I-s coming to thrill you;
C-old chilling raindrop
H-as vanished into the blue.
E-rase the Tuesday twilight,
L-et the dawn deny the slumber;
L-et the soft wind wake you up,
E-liminating the vile weather.

T-he smile in your face
A-ims to greet the day;
Y-our heart is truly warmed,
A-s your eyes end the
G-ray.