The Clear Sky Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

S-unshine early Friday
H-as warmed your soul and heart;
A-nother coal dark haze
I-s beginning to depart.
N-ew dawn tenth February fills your life with light;
A-fter the dusk is gone, twilight fades into the night.

R-ise of the beacon begins,
U-sing the burning flame;
A-ll the shadows disappear,
T-hursday clouds do the same.
O-pen the coconut shell,
R-aindrops have passed by;
E-at the white flesh inside,
Z-enith shares the clear sky.