A-fter the twilight has gone,
N-ew day starts dawning;
N-ight shadows pass from view,
E-ventide yields to the morning.
G-listening lights from the sun
A-re giving off the sparkle;
R-eflections amaze your eyes,
C-reating a wonderful twinkle.
I-n faith, love, and hope abound, staying solid and strong;
A-s the third morn of the second month makes not the way go wrong.
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