L-et the cold chill fade
E-ventually after the night;
Y-our heart will be bathed by the beacon burning bright.
A-fter the chill of night,
N-ew dawn starts to break;
N-o more shadows around,
E-ven the fears they make.
B-efore you wake up
I-'ll send an acrostic I write
T-o make you feel great
O-n this verse out of
S-ight.
D-ay fifth November morn
A-ims to share the light;
G-reat feeling will be yours
A-fter the chill of
N-ight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good birth day greeting-10
Thanks, Indira for making such sweet comment....