Feel The Lord's Loving Arm Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-fter the shadows disappear,
L-ong night is now over;
L-et March fifteenth turn
I-nto a day of sheer laughter.
A-nother morn has broken, as the evening passes by;
H-aze and mist have faded while the clouds clear the sky.

N-ew dawn is brightly shining
O-n you this happy moment;
V-ile weather has just turned
I-nto a fair and fine event.
C-old chill in the wide open
I-s now getting warm;
O-nce it's already gone, feel the Lord's loving arm.