N-eath the wide blue sky,
I-t's a beautiful Friday;
N-ew dawn April seventh
A-ims to break without delay.
O-utside the clouds are white,
N-ight chill fades away;
A-s the beacon comes up,
P-ouring rain evades your birthday.
A-llow the morn to come, as the evening passes by;
N-o more mist and haze, neath the wide blue sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful, Happy Birthday Nina :)
Thanks, Kaldorei. Your visit means so much to me....