Perfect Wife Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

P-erfect wife braves the storm,
R-ain fades into the blue;
E-ven the clouds become white,
C-hill departs from
Y-ou.

B-eautiful beacon Wednesday
A-im to meet March one;
R-ise of the sun begins,
R-ays warm the new dawn.
I-t's a lovely morning,
E-rasing the lonely night;
N-o more mist and haze
T-o hinder the early light.
O-n the day of your birth, your husband thrills your life;
S-tay with him till the last breath, remain as the perfect wife.