Come From Nowhere Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-aindrops disappear,
O-ne beacon is coming;
S-un has begun to rise,
E-arly in the morning.
L-et Wednesday gladly warm
Y-our soul and your heart;
N-ight chill passes by, as the haze and mist depart.

A-llow the Tuesday to end,
N-ever let it remain;
T-wenty-first December
A-ims to ease the pain.
L-et the new dawn break,
A-fter the twilight is over;
N-ever let the darkness silently come from nowhere.