R-ise of the sun begins,
O-pening your birth with light;
B-eacon above the horizon
I-s eliminating the
N-ight.
D-ay eight of April
O-bliterates the twilight;
N-ew morn early Saturday
Q-uests for the sun so bright.
U-nderneath the blue sky,
I-t's a beautiful dawn,
L-et your mind think of the morrow,
L-ife will go
O-n.
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