B-eacon fourth January
E-rases the chill of night;
T-uesday twilight is over,
H-azy air becomes bright.
C-oal clouds don't gather,
L-etting the sky turn blue;
A-n early Wednesday morn
C-reates a beautiful view.
I-t's a wonderful birthday, bringing pleasure and fun;
O-pen your eyes and see the glow in the sun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem