M-orn twenty-fifth February
E-liminates the night;
L-et the red beacon bathe
Y-ou with pure delight.
M-ist, haze, and fog
A-re nowhere in view;
R-ising sun starts to shine,
T-o brighten the gray and blue.
I-t's a beautiful day,
N-ew dawn breaks in glory;
E-arly morn has brought
Z-est to the family.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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