A-ugust fifteenth every year
S-unshine is on your shoulder;
U-nless the shadows are gone
N-ight so blue won't be over.
C-louds so dark has turned
I-nto radiant rays from the sky;
O-ne twilight comes to an end,
N-ew dawn breaks as the year passes by.
A-s I behold the sunrise
L-et the morn be bathed with shine;
A-nother new day is lived,
R-eminding me about God's own design.
I-'m here to write each line that can truly touch your mind;
N-egative words or thoughts will be truly left behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well said. We appreciate the moments that we are truly alive for, well said.