Flawlessly Across The Floor Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

F-lawlessly across the floor,
L-iving her life in purity;
O-n the way to glorious bliss,
R-eaching for the crown of glory.

A-part from dirt and grime,
T-rying her best to obey;
E-ven if one does her wrong,
N-ever ever does fault pay.
T-wentieth day of May, her home has no eye sore;
O-ne finds no mess in the hall, as he enters into the door.

A-mazing pictures on the wall
L-et one touch them even more;
A-lluring lady in white, walks flawlessly across the floor.