M-orning has just broken,
A-fter the night cold chill;
R-ise of the red beacon
Y-earns to bring a thrill.
J-ust rise up from slumber,
E-arly as the sun comes up;
A-iming to warm your heart,
N-ever will weaken nor stop.
D-ecember fifth early morn
I-s truly far from blue;
Z-enith makes the day bright,
O-ne dawn is beautiful and
N-ew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good acrostic, no better gift than this for a poetry lover... A great pleasure to read it.