N-ew dawn has broken,
A-t the end of the twilight;
L-et the Friday morn warm
Y-our heart after the
N-ight.
B-eacon March twenty-fourth
A-ims to bathe the day;
S-hadows have vanished,
A-s the fog fades away,
B-ad weather has turned
I-nto a better clime;
C-old chill comes to a close,
A-nother light shines on time.
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