M-orning beacon rises
A-bove the serene horizon;
R-ugged wind has turned
I-nto a beautiful dawn.
E-asy feeling zone
L-ets you find the solace;
L-ive your life in comfort,
E-arly first of August.
P-eaceful place on earth
E-nds the grief and moan;
R-apture and mirth make
E-asy feeling
Z-one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem