R-ugged wind waves goodbye,
H-aving faded into the night;
O-nce the twilight ends,
N-ew dawn sets things
A-right.
E-arly morn March thirtieth
S-ees the break of day;
C-rimson sun Thursday
O-pens the sky without delay.
B-eacon bathes your heart,
A-s the cold chill passes by;
L-ight warms your mind, rugged wind waves goodbye.
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