L-et Sunday weather warm
Y-our heart and your mind;
N-ew dawn has broken, twilight is left behind.
B-eacon March nineteenth
A-ims to bathe your soul;
R-aindrops from above
B-egin not to fall.
E-arly in the morning,
C-old chill passes by;
H-owling sound suddenly ceases,
O-ne vile wind waves goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem