J-anuary eleventh Wednesday
O-pens the dawn with light;
E-arly morn has broken,
L-eaving the chill of night.
S-hadows, haze, and mist
A-re all nowhere in sight;
N-o more Tuesday fog, the sun sets things aright.
P-reacher proclaiming the truth,
E-xposing the man's own opinion;
D-riving on the right path,
R-eady to tread
O-n.
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