S-eeing the pleasant sky
H-as set things aright;
E-vening shadows disappear,
E-ven the chill of the
N-ight.
P-leasant sky brings boon,
U-sing the warmth and light;
L-onely gray cloud above
I-s nowhere in sight.
D-usk and twilight fade, beautiful beacon is up high;
O-n the fourth of January, behold the pleasant sky.
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