G-ayle winning over the gale
A-llows her faith to work;
Y-earning to weather the storm,
L-osing not against its
E-ffort.
M-onth of September
A-t dawn twenty-eighth day;
N-ight cold chill is conquered,
A-s the hard rain fades away.
L-ong voyage she takes, as she braves the ocean sail;
O-pen sea has witnessed Gayle winning over the gale.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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