Time To Soar High Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

TIME TO SOAR HIGH

D-ay nineteen of January
I-s shining its morning light;
A-nother dawn has broken,
N-ight is nowhere in sight.
A-fter the dark shadows fade
R-ed rays are glowing brighter;
O-ne lonely evening is over,
S-unrise is beautiful
E-ver.

A-s long as the time and space
S-hare the same clear cool air;
U-se the special moment to soar,
N-avigate the lanes much higher.
C-lip not your wings in the wind,
I-nstead spread them and fly;
O-nward, let them move up,
N-ow is the time to soar high.