A-n early morn meets the light,
N-ight is already gone;
A-fter the dusk disappears, comes the break of dawn.
B-eautiful morn meets the light,
A-s the new day breaks;
R-ise of the sun begins,
A-iming to mend the heartaches.
Q-uest for the bright sky,
U-ntil the coal clouds turn white;
I-n May eleventh Thursday,
E-arly morn meets the
L-ight.
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