M-orning rays Thursday
A-re starting to ascend;
R-ise of the beacon begins,
I-n the sky, the raindrops
E-nd.
B-eautiful twelfth January
E-rases the Wednesday night;
R-ugged weather disappears,
G-low is shown by the light.
A-fter the dusk is gone,
N-ew dawn meets the views;
T-he item on your birthday
I-s a front-page
N-ews.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem