Morning Delight Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

E-arly morning delight
U-ses the break of dawn;
N-ight chill has vanished,
I-nclement clime is gone.
C-herish the morning delight, after the dusky twilight;
E-vening shadows fade, as the sun sets things aright.

F-ourth of May Thursday
L-ets the beacon rise;
O-pening the day with warmth,
R-ays reflect in your eyes.
E-ither mist or haze won't shroud the flame burning bright;
S-avor the sweetest taste of the morning delight.