An Ode To New Morn Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-n ode to new morn
N-ever praises the cold night;
G-iving great kind comments
E-specially to early
L-ight.

M-orning has just broken,
A-fter the twilight is gone;
N-ovember eighth day
G-reets the smiling sun.
L-et the morning break
I-n the sky show sweetness;
C-omfort it truly brings
M-akes you feel the gladness.
O-ne ode to new morn is filled with a million mirth;
T-he dawn bathes your life on the day of your birth.

C-oal black clouds above
A-re all nowhere in sight;
B-ecause the darkness fades
R-ed rays from beacon are bright.
E-arly morning breeze is cool,
R-ise on the day you were born;
A-nother zenith clearly views an ode to new morn.