L-et January second
O-pen the Monday with light;
R-ays of the sun bathes
Y-our life after new year's night.
P-ouring rain disappears,
U-nderneath the skyway;
J-ust let Sunday pass,
E-vening chill fades away.
D-on't let the thick smoke from fireworks remain;
A-llow the morn to bring fresh air below the lane.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refreshing poem, Bernard.......................