R-ise up every time you fall,
O-ne day the sun will shine;
S-tormy weather will end,
E-ven the dark long line.
L-ook upon the blue sky,
L-et the setback turn into a sweet lucky day;
E-rrors that you commit turn into a right way.
I-n spite of all failures,
L-ive to take another chance;
I-f it takes a hard time,
G-o the distance.
A-pril tenth Monday morn, learn to reach your goal;
N-ever give up nor surrender, rise up every time you fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine didactic acrostic. Thanks
Thanks, Jazib, for your kind comment....