M-orning sets things aright,
I-nclement clime turns fine;
L-onely twilight is gone,
E-arly dawn is a good
S-ign.
V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a sweet second April;
L-et the burning beacon
L-ead you to a thousand thrill.
A-fter the chill is over,
R-ain fades into the night;
A-llow the dusk to end,
M-orning sets things
A-right.
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