The Fire Found In You Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-fter the dark is gone,
L-ight has come early Thursday;
L-et ninth of March just take
Y-our worst nightmare away.
Z-enith awaits the noon, as the beacon begins to rise;
A-llow the shadows to fade, slowly passing from your eyes.

G-et up from the bed,
E-xpect the sun to shine;
N-ew dawn has broken,
E-agerly warming your mind.
R-aindrops from up above
A-re all nowhere in view;
L-et the burning flame fuel the fire found in you.