View Of The First Day Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

L-et the view of the first day
Y-earn to show the light;
K-eeping the hopes alive,
A-fter the last and final night.

V-iew of the first day of January
I-s seen and recognized;
L-et the old year fade away,
L-et it pass from your eyes.
A-s the view of the first day
N-ever annoys your mind;
U-sing not the twilight zone,
E-ven the dusk is left behind.
V-ile clime is nowhere in sight, cloud is neither dark nor gray;
A-im at the break of morn, view of the first day.