L-ove lights the day,
E-arly nineteenth of January;
N-ew dawn of happy Friday
I-s never feeling lonely.
L-ove lights the day,
O-pening your heart with glee;
R-eceived rapture deep inside
I-s like the morning glory.
C-omfort, joy, and solace take the sad night away;
A-im at warm embrace, love lights the day.
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