R-ise of the sun begins,
E-arly sunny Tuesday;
Z-enith awaits the noontime
I-n the wide blue skyway.
E-vening shadows vanish into the dark of night;
L-et the third January morn come with one warm light.
B-eacon above the horizon
E-rases the Monday's bad dream;
N-ew dawn that brightly breaks
I-s glowing with
G-leam.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem