L-et your life move on,
E-arly Friday morning light;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
L-uck has set things
A-right.
L-et your life move on,
A-fter the darkest days;
C-oal clouds disappear,
A-s well as the mist and haze.
N-ice beacon March twenty-fourth
I-s rising above the horizon;
L-et the rain fade away,
A-llow your life to move
O-n.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem on birthday.Nice depiction. Thanks for sharing.
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