Making Your Eyes Glow Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-ising sun sixteenth March
O-pens the morn with light;
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-t the end of the night.
L-et the Thursday come, underneath the blue sky;
D-usk and twilight fade, as the darkness passes by.

G-leams from the beacon
A-re burning so proud;
R-ays above have made
C-olor white every cloud.
I-t's a wonderful world, wherever you want to go;
A-mazing nature thrills your mind, making your eyes glow.