K-iss Friday night goodbye,
A-s Saturday sun starts to rise;
R-ain is nowhere to be found,
E-arly beacon is
N-ice.
P-leasant seventh January
A-ims to brighten the horizon;
N-ew morning is lovely,
O-n the break of dawn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
P-leasant seventh January A-ims to brighten the horizon; N-ew morning is lovely, O-n the break of dawn. Wonderful imagery, dear Bernard....10+++++