Just Let Your Hope Abound Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-ust let your hope abound,
E-ven if the sea is rough;
R-ise every time you fall,
O-ur faith must be so tough.
M-ay tenth early morning, the sun starts to shine;
E-vening chill is just over, the weather seems so fine.

F-ind a way to win the fight
A-nd live another new day;
J-ust let your trust grow,
A-llow your doubt to fade away.
R-un to the finish line,
D-on't ever lose your ground;
O-vercome all your fears, just let your hope abound.