Y-our birth brings happiness,
Z-est, cheer and laughter;
Z-ealous dawn wants to shine
A-fter the dusk is over.
L-ong night and cold chill
H-ave turned into warm day;
Y-es, the rain disappears,
N-ew morn breaks,
E-rasing the gray.
L-onely evening shadow
I-s beginning to fade;
M-arch sixteenth is fine,
O-ffering delight that's
S-elf-made.
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M-arch sixteenth is fine, O-ffering delight that's S-elf-made. Delightful acrostic, dear Bernard....10+++++