Hope And Faith Are Alive Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

H-ope and faith are alive,
A-ll ought to understand;
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-nother luck is at
H-and.

P-ouring rain and chill
A-re nowhere to be found;
N-o more mist to shroud
G-reen grass in the ground.
I-t's a beautiful Tuesday,
L-onging to cause much mirth;
I-nclement weather will
N-ever spoil your day of birth.
A-llow the twenty-eighth of March to give the earth chance to survive;
N-o matter what happens, hope and faith are alive.