Here For Your Sake Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

W-indy night and dark shadows
A-re truly fading fast;
R-ays of the morning beacon
R-eflect as the moon has passed.
E-vening haze and early mist disappear into thin air;
N-ew dawn is now breaking to share the joy and laughter.

G-ood greetings are penned,
U-sing the words that comfort;
A-ssurance of warm regards
S-erves as a moral support.
I-nspiring wisdom within eases your worried mind;
S-oothing rhyme in lines from acrostic you can find.

T-welfth month of the year
A-t the fresh fifth daybreak;
N-othing to worry about, God is here for your sake.