V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a warm sunny day;
L-ong night is just over,
M-ist and shadows fade
A-way.
E-vening raindrops vanish,
C-oal clouds don't gather;
L-et the red beacon shine,
E-xpect the storm will be
O-ver.
E-very second month yearly,
D-ay twenty-six on the calendar;
N-ew morn has broken,
A-s the dawn is not so far.
L-et my rhyme run to you,
A-llow it to leave the blue;
G-ood greeting and warm wish
A-re coming just for you.
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