J-anuary twenty-sixth morn
O-pens the day with soft wind;
S-hadow of the night
I-s coming to an
E-nd.
N-ew dawn Thursday breaks,
E-liminating the twilight;
R-apture fills your heart,
J-ar of flowers sets things
A-right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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