H-ope fair weather will hold
I-n spite of the dark sky;
E-arly light goes on shining,
D-awn's what the stars
I-mply.
V-ile clime will not occur
I-n the morn fourth October;
L-etting you see the day,
L-onging to break for the better.
A-spire for a good moment,
N-ot inclement or bad;
U-nderneath the wide lanes,
E-vent has made you glad.
V-olatile wind won't appear, as well as the chill so cold;
A-llow your heart to trust, hope fair weather will hold.
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