R-ed beacon March fourteenth
I-s rising above the horizon;
C-old chill of the wind evades the break of dawn.
E-arly morn has broken,
D-ark shadows fade away;
R-ain stops from falling,
O-ne night turns into day.
S-nake without poison has made
O-ne get into the groove;
L-imbless scaled reptile
A-ims to silently
M-ove.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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