E-vening shadows disappear,
D-awn has denied the night;
U-mbra and the dark dusk
A-re gone, so does the twilight.
R-ise of the morning sun
D-elights the day of your birth;
O-ne crimson sky above allows you to enjoy the mirth.
V-ile weather has just ended,
E-ighteenth dawn in February;
R-aindrops and chill are brought
T-o just a past memory.
U-se this good opportunity,
C-hance of a lifetime indeed;
I-n God Almighty you trust,
O-r hope for His promise to succeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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