Nothing But The Warm Wish Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

M-orning sun above the horizon
A-ims to rise up from slumber;
R-eady to bathe your heart
I-n second of December.
B-eacon's rays in the sky
E-rase the long cold night;
L-etting the twilight fade, making the clouds get white.

B-eautiful day's promises
A-re brought from above;
R-apture you truly feel,
R-ealizing God's undying love.
O-nce the dawn breaks early,
C-hill of the wind will vanish;
A-llowing the crimson to send
N-othing but the warm wish.