The Message Clears The Mess Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-ust after the deep darkness
O-f the night has gone by;
S-un is smoothly rising,
E-mitting rays from the sky.

M-onth of February this year,
I-n the nineteenth break of day;
L-et the twilight vanish;
A-llow the dusk to fade away.
N-ew dawn is now shining on the view above the ground;
O-ne moment filled with fun as the joy is roaming around.

J-ust before the bash begins, take a look at this verse;
R-ead the thought within, the message clears the mess.