Through Your Heart's Open Door Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

I-t's a beautiful Wednesday,
R-ed beacon shines in the sky;
I-t brightens the darkest night,
S-aving the blue lane up
H-igh.

A-nother morn has broken,
N-ew dawn comes out early;
N-o more mist in the air,
E-ventide is just a memory.

A-ccept my warm wishes,
R-hyme and acrostic greeting;
E-very word makes the line,
V-erse and song so comforting.
A-llow me to send them to you,
L-et them wipe away tears;
O-de of mine takes the load away from your shoulders.

S-unny month of February,
I-nside day twenty-four;
A-wesome sentence slips
T-hrough your heart's open door.