The Pasugo Managing Editor Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

N-ew dawn has broken,
I-n tenth warm January;
C-oal clouds and haze
A-re both nowhere to see.
N-ight chill and raindrop
O-f cold Monday vanish;
R-adiant rays up above will never easily diminish.

T-uesday morning sun
I-s rising above the horizon;
O-ne wonderful birthday
S-ees no mist neath the beacon.
E-arly morning thought lets you write even more;
N-ice wishes are sent to The Pasugo Managing Editor.