Storm Doesn't Remain Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-ise of the sun begins,
O-pening the day with light;
D-ark shadows disappear,
R-ay sets everything aright.
I-nclement clime turns fine,
G-ood weather is in view;
O-pen your eyes to the sky, seeing the red, pink, and blue.

R-aindrops and cold chill
O-f the night fade away;
A-llowing the beacon to shine and replace the black and gray.

D-awn has just broken,
U-nderneath the wide sky;
T-hird month twenty-eighth day
E-rases the tears from cry.
R-adiance and reflection
T-winkle all over your domain;
E-ven the coal clouds get white, for the storm doesn't remain.