L-et the shadows fade
I-nto the dark of night;
E-arly dawn tenth February,
Z-enith awaits the
L-ight.
R-aindrops and cold chill
A-re both passing by;
M-orning makes the wide lane
B-eautiful blue sky.
O-bliterate your pain,
Y-our sadness and sorrow;
O-pen your eyes to beacon,
N-ew day begins to
G-low.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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