D-awn has just broken,
A-fter the night's cold weather;
R-ise of the sun begins,
I-nclement clime is
O-ver.
R-aindrops stop to fall,
U-nderneath the blue skyline;
T-hursday ninth of March
A-ims to ease your mind.
Q-uest for the beacon's ascent,
U-ntil you see the light;
I-t's a wonderful day,
O-nce the cloud is white.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem on celebration of life Sylva
Thanks, Sylva.... Your support all the more encourages me...