Brighter Days Are Approaching Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

L-onely dusk is just over,
O-ne new dawn has broken;
R-ain so cold has turned
I-nto a warm air in the open.
D-ay eighteen in March is fine,
E-vening shadows disappear;
L-ong night passes from eyes to make the morn more clear.

V-ile weather turns fair,
L-etting the sun shine the light;
A-n atmosphere around you
I-s cleared by rays so bright.
R-ough sea starts to be smooth as I sail toward you;
E-arly in the fresh morning at the bay is a beautiful view.

E-ven though the clouds are thick
S-ky above is still wonderful;
C-hilling wind begins to fade,
O-ut there into the waterfall.
B-ad clime becomes good,
A-fter the storm has gone;
R-ugged time turns well with a place where the rule is fun.

E-verywhere you behold,
D-ark is nowhere to be found;
N-othing is seen but the light,
A-nother day of merry-go-round.
L-ook at the surrounding,
A-lluring hills and tall trees;
G-ray haze has just drifted,
U-nfolding of the cool breeze.
I-nclement season is through, summer is already coming;
M-isty morning has been done as brighter days are approaching.