V-ery nice day has broken;
A-fter the night is gone;
N-inth February morn
J-oins the break of dawn.
S-hadows and gray haze
A-re nowhere in view;
N-o more mist and fog, for they fade into the blue.
J-ust let your heart glow,
U-sing the smile so warm;
A-ll you feel Thursday is
N-othing but the loving arm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem