Feeling Fine And Better Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

W-ind is soft and gentle,
E-arly morn has broken;
N-ew day is now dawning,
G-iving light in the open.

D-ark dusk has disappeared,
E-vening shadows do the same;
L-onely night and cold chill
A-re yielding to burning flame.

F-ire up in the sky,
U-nder the heaven is bright;
E-very cloud is so clear,
N-o sorrow but pure delight.
T-wentieth day third month, the twilight is just over;
E-ach one of us here is feeling fine and better.