Jinx Is Over Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-inx is over and gone,
A-s the dark passes by;
N-ight chill has vanished,
E-vening shadow says good-bye.

B-ad luck or jinx is over,
U-nder the lovely day;
E-arly morn has broken,
N-ew dawn meets the skyway.
A-s the jinx is over,
V-ile clime does the same;
E-ach coal cloud turns white,
N-ever ignoring the flame.
T-hird of May Wednesday
U-ses the sunny weather;
R-ise of the beacon begins,
A-fter the jinx is over.