Dimple On Your Cheek Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

C-oal clouds up above
H-ave all become white;
E-arly red beacon Tuesday
R-ises with warm light.
Y-our birthday has come,
V-ile weather passes by;
I-n January twenty-fourth,
E-vening chill says goodbye.

L-onely night and dusk
A-re both nowhere in view;
M-ist, haze, and fog
E-nd up fading into the blue.
O-pen your eyes and smile, show your hair dark and sleek;
N-ever hide from the beholder the dimple on your cheek.