The Beautiful Sunrise Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-ed sun Wednesday morn
I-s rising above the horizon;
C-old chill and pouring rain
A-re both brought to oblivion.
R-ays from the blue sky
E-rase the Tuesday twilight;
D-ecember fourteenth dawn
O-ffers a new day's delight.

C-oal black clouds up high
A-re turning into white;
T-he breeze blows softly,
A-iming to make it right.
L-et the views all around
A-maze both your eyes;
N-othing you can behold but the beautiful sunrise.