M-orning starts to break
I-n seventh early November;
K-indness of clime remains,
E-ach light is radiant
E-ver.
G-ray clouds in the sky
A-re all becoming white;
R-ise of the sun begins,
C-hill fades into the night.
E-vening shadows are gone,
R-ain has no chance to take;
A-ir shares the cool breeze, morning starts to break.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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