Opening Your Birth With Light Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

M-arch first early Wednesday
A-ims to warm the dawn;
R-aindrops have turned
I-nto a beautiful beacon.
A-llow the Tuesday twilight to hide under the horizon;
N-ight chill, and hazy wind are both brought to oblivion.

S-hadows and misty evening
A-re fading into the blue;
N-o way will the fog stay
T-o mess up and shroud the view.
I-t's a lovely morning,
A-ll clouds become white;
G-reat day has broken,
O-pening your birth with light.