Last And Final Cry Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

L-ast and final cry
I-s no longer heard;
E-ternal bliss is gained,
Z-one of pain has disappeared.
E-arly twenty-sixth of May, your heart is filled with glee;
L-ast and final cry will turn into endless glory.

F-inal cry has ended,
L-ast drop of tear too;
A-ll eyes look up above,
V-ision that's coming true.
I-t's time for you to smile,
A-fter the moan and sigh;
N-ow that you have endured
O-ne last and final cry.