Dream And Hope Will Never Be Apart Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

P-rime time is slowing down,
A-t the evening shadow;
M-idnight is passing by,
E-nding the mist in the meadow.
L-ight shining in the sky comes from the crimson sun;
A-fter the twilight fades, the dawn has just begun.

M-erry month of February
A-t the twenty-first daybreak;
R-ays of hope from above
A-re chances so good to take.
V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a warm new morning;
L-et the cloud up high
L-eave a view of a silver lining.
A-nother beautiful sight soothes your mind and heart;
S-ee it for yourself so your dream and hope will never be apart.