B-eacon early Tuesday
E-rases the lonely twilight;
L-et the new dawn break,
E-liminating the
N-ight.
M-orning March seventh
A-ims to warm your heart;
C-old chill has vanished,
A-s the raindrops depart.
W-eather of the day
I-s either fair or fine;
L-et the wind blow softly,
E-njoying the blue skyline.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem