J-ust another dawn breaks,
U-nder March twenty-second day;
N-ight chill and howling wind have already gone away.
V-ile weather turns fine
A-fter the storm is over;
L-onely shadows have drifted,
L-etting the sun shine
E-verywhere.
P-ouring rain has turned
I-nto an early warm morning;
N-ew light is burning bright,
E-nding the dark of evening.
D-usk has just faded, as the twilight passes from view;
A-wesome image of the sky is either bright or blue.
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