One Joyful Day Of Birth Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-oyful day of birth,
O-ne that looks not gray;
N-o clouds seen gathering,
N-ight cold chill fades
A-way.

D-ay fifth November morn, sun has begun to shine;
E-arly light gladly appears to make you feel truly fine.

L-et the beacon bathe the world,
E-nlightening the dark side;
O-bliterating the anger,
N-egative mind and pride.

C-heerful day of birth
A-lways meets the dawn;
S-hadows are not found,
T-wilight has been gone.
I-n brightness the zenith
L-ets you take the mirth;
L-etting your heart enjoy
O-ne joyful day of birth.