S-un third of March
H-as just begun to shine;
A-llowing the Friday to come, making you feel well and fine.
S-hadows of the night
A-re all nowhere in sight;
P-ure delight is truly brought,
L-ight has set things aright.
A-llow the day to break,
C-oal clouds don't gather;
O-nce the sky gets blue, the dawn is brighter than ember.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely acrostic with a nice imagery, Bernard❤️❤️❤️