One Wind That Blows Gently Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-pril ninth early morn,
N-ew day is dawning;
N-ight cold chill is over,
A-s the sun is shining.
B-eneath the sky above,
E-vening shadows slowly fade;
L-ight brightens the earth when your birth is God-made.

M-ist and haze in the air
A-re both nowhere in view;
N-o longer I see the dusk,
A-fter the twilight is through.
L-onely clouds pass from eyes, cool breeze makes fresh start;
O-ne wind that blows gently gives warm to your heart.