H-azy Tuesday is gone,
E-arly Wednesday brings light;
L-et the new dawn's warmth
E-nd the chill of the
N-ight.
M-ake fourteenth December
A-im to cause much mirth;
L-et the smiling sunshine
O-pen the day of your birth.
N-either eye turns blind to the rays of the beacon;
G-et up from the bed and tread on the horizon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem