H-ere's another acrostic,
E-xpressing your name;
D-ay eighteenth of June
E-ndorses the beacon's flame.
L-ight above the horizon
I-s coming from the sky;
Z-enith awaits the sun,
A-fter the night passes by.
C-omfort brought to you
I-s from the poetry zone;
A-llow your eyes to see
N-ew acrostic of your
O-wn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem