D-arkest hour of your life
I-s waiting for a bright day;
A-n early light will come up,
N-ight chill will fade
A-way.
P-ure delight and pleasure
A-re going to be shared;
C-rimson will be shining
O-n early November
T-hird.
P-repare and be ready
A-midst the saddest plight;
D-o stay strong and brave
I-n spite of the dark
N-ight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem