J-ust let ninth February
E-ndorse the Thursday view;
N-ew morn has broken,
N-ight shadows depart from
Y-ou.
F-ill your heart with mirth,
L-et the red beacon rise;
O-bliterate the sadness,
R-apture glows in your eyes.
E-arly dawn has brought brightness, warmth, and glee;
S-unlight lets you sit under the shade of a tree.
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