Run So Others Can Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

L-et twenty-sixth February
O-pen the early Sunday;
R-ise of the sun begins,
N-ight chill fades
A-way.

A-nother dawn has broken,
V-ile weather turns fine;
E-vening shadows disappear,
L-ight rises above the line.
L-et the zenith up high
A-wait the coming noon;
N-o more mist and haze,
E-ven the trace of moon.
D-on't ever be afraid, be tough and strong woman;
A-ccept the big challenge to run so others can.