E-arly Saturday morning
S-un has started to shine;
T-enth day of December,
E-vening raindrops
R-esign.
D-awn has just broken,
O-bliterating the twilight;
C-old chill has vanished,
T-he dusk drifts into the night.
O-pen your heart to warm ray,
L-ights above are bright ever;
E-ven the cloud get white,
R-ed beacon takes
O-ver.
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