Comfort Of The Heart Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

C-omfort of the heart
R-emains deep inside;
I-t truly brings warmth
S-o the chill will subside.
T-he comfort of the heart
I-s coming from the sky;
N-ovember fifteenth morn
E-arly beacon rises high.

A-llow the sun to shine,
V-erify his brightness;
E-vening shadow is gone,
L-eft alone in the darkness.
L-ights in the blue sky
A-re shining in crimson;
N-ever will they leave you
E-ven in the gray horizon.
D-usk and sad twilight will both fade and depart;
A-llow the dawn to cause comfort of the heart.