G-ood weather still remains
I-n March thirty-first Friday;
L-ight shines in the sky,
D-arkness is far
A-way.
A-s the good weather still remains,
S-un bathes the dawn;
C-oal clouds don't gather,
U-nderneath the beacon.
E-arly morn shall not break,
T-ill the twilight ends;
A-llow the warmth to stay, good weather still remains.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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