L-ong and lonely night turns
I-nto a beacon burning bright;
E-arly fifth day of March
Z-enith awaits the
L-ight.
V-iew of the morn is amazing,
I-nclement clime turns fair;
L-ast drop of the pouring rain
L-eaves the clouds in the air.
A-fter the twilight is gone,
N-o more darkness in sight;
U-nless the dusk disappears,
E-very mist won't be alright.
V-ery strong wind starts to weaken, its gentle touch causes relief;
A-nother breeze brings freshness, to comfort the one in grief.
V-ivid acrostic rhyme of mine
I-s determined to cheer you;
A-lthough you're miles away,
D-istance doesn't make you blue.
A-wesome verse is penned to make you feel so fine;
N-ice birth and beautiful dawn let the sun rise and shine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is determined to cheer! Nice work.