Once The Dark Sky Turns Blue Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

K-ind weather stays the same,
Y-our birth brings much mirth;
L-ong evening is just over,
A-pril eighth lights the earth.

J-ust after the dusk has gone,
O-ne morn has just broken;
H-aze and mist in the air
A-re drifting into the open.
N-ight cold chill turns warm,
N-ew day is just dawning;
A-nother flame from above is now brightly shining.

S-hadows are just turning
I-nto a clear and nice view;
T-wilight shall disappear
O-nce the dark sky turns blue.