J-anuary twelfth early morn,
O-ne beacon begins to ascend;
Y-our birthday has come,
C-old chill, mist, and haze
E-nd.
L-et Thursday dawn break,
A-fter the Wednesday night;
R-aindrops and shadows
A-re nowhere in sight.
As the dawn breaks, Bernard, darkness is nowhere to be found......10+++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An awesome composition in acrostic, dear Bernard........ onto my poems list............