Rapture Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-apture brought by birth
I-s truly nice to feel;
C-omplete pleasure and joy
H-ave caused a thousand thrill.
A-imed to make you happy,
R-apture is ushered to you;
D-enying the sadness and sorrow in order not to make you blue.

A-side from pure paradise,
M-illion mirth causes comfort;
A-lthough the storm is brewing,
R-ain never drops which rays abort.
A-nother life looks lucky,
N-ew dawn drains the pressure;
T-welfth August early morn,
O-pen your heart to rapture.