New Dawn Is Breaking Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-ise of the sun begins,
E-nding your sweet slumber;
N-ew dawn is breaking
E-very fourteenth December.
L-et the Wednesday morn warm
Y-our soul and your heart;
N-ight cold chill is gone, as the Tuesday's raindrops depart.

B-eneath the wide blue sky,
E-vergreen meadow carries dew;
N-ever ignore the fresh breeze,
J-ust see the beautiful view.
A-llow the beacon to come out,
M-ist and haze are fading;
I-t's a wonderful birthday,
N-ew dawn is breaking.