R-emaining days are passing from sight,
O-n the nineteenth of December;
C-oming new year is in view,
E-xpect either worse or better.
L-ast twelve morns are passing from sight, so do the thirteen nights;
A-llow the beacon to continue giving both warmth and lights.
C-oal clouds beneath the sky
A-re all turning white;
R-eopen your eyes to fresh start;
A-n old year is passing from
S-ight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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