Beautiful Song I Play Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-ain stops from falling,
O-ne early morn today;
S-un is starting to rise,
A-fter the shadows fade away.
L-ong night and cold chill
Y-earn to sow sorrow and fear;
N-ew dawn breaks though, letting the dark disappear.

P-ure delight and sheer joy
O-r happiness are planned;
B-irthday cake's candles are blown out,
L-ight and sound are grand.
E-ventful moment is big,
T-hird month fourth day;
E-specially for you, this beautiful song I play.