Greet The Morn With A Smile Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

G-reet the morn with a smile,
L-ips that grin in gladness;
A-llowing you to say hello,
D-enying the deep cold darkness.
Y-ell with a smile in the morning, saying the grace from the sky;
S-hout and let it all out, early birds are flying high.

M-erry month of warm July,
E-very seventh early morn;
R-ise of the sun has begun,
A-ccepting the day you were born.
N-ew dawn starts to break, leaving the dusk for a while;
A-nother moment to welcome, greet the morn with a smile.