When The Night Has Come Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-ust when the night has come,
O-pen your eyes to the dark;
C-old chill you may feel
E-ither at home or in the park.
L-earn to see in the evening,
Y-earn to do it the hard way;
N-ever close your eyes while walking for you might go astray.

T-hirtieth September night,
A-fter the bright day is gone;
D-eny not the gray dusk
U-ntil the break of dawn.
R-emain composed and focused,
A-s you stay firm and calm;
N-ever ever be afraid, when the night has come.