Three Roses For You Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-anuary thirty-first morn
A-ims to bring warm light;
N-ew dawn early Tuesday
I-s setting things aright.
C-oal clouds don't gather, underneath the blue sky;
E-vening shadow disappears, as the dusk passes by.

B-irthday of you has come,
A-llowing the sun to shine;
N-o more mist and haze,
D-ark departs from your mind.
A-fter the rain is gone,
N-ight chill fades into the blue;
G-et up for the gift, three roses for you.