C-louds Friday March tenth
R-emain white in the sky;
I-t's a lovely morning,
A-s the night passes by.
P-ouring rain has been
O-bliterated by the rainbow;
Q-uest for the new dawn,
U-ntil you see the morrow.
I-t's a wonderful nature, pure delight it truly gives;
Z-one of breeze has let you feel the touch of green leaves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem