K-iss the storm goodbye,
I-t's a sunny Saturday;
M-orn has just broken,
B-ringing brightness to the gray.
E-arly eleventh February,
R-ain and cold chill depart;
L-et the beacon warm
Y-our soul and your heart.
A-llow the night to pass,
L-et the Friday fog fade;
T-wilight is already over,
H-aze is gone into the shade.
E-rase the files in the card, to have more space or area;
A-im at the amazing angle, start clicking your camera.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem