Early Thursday Morn Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-n early Thursday morn
I-s beautiful and warm;
L-et the Wednesday depart,
E-xpect not the storm.
E-arly Thursday morn, the dawn starts to break;
N-ight cold chill disappears, no more tears and heartache.

B-eneath the wide blue sky,
O-n fifteenth December;
R-ise of the sun begins,
G-iving light to the weather.
A-llow your wound to heal,
N-ever mind the pain from thorn;
I-t's time to say a prayer,
O-ne early Thursday morn.