E-arly Monday second January,
S-un shows his face;
R-ising above the horizon,
A-iming to erase the
H-aze.
V-iew after the new year
I-s already smoke-free;
L-et your day of birth
L-ight up your home with glee.
A-llow Sunday night to pass,
R-ed rays bathe the meadow;
A-spire to great celebration,
S-o keep the light
A-glow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Never lose the momentum. So positive, Bernard.............