J-ust let fourteenth February
A-im to meet the Tuesday sky;
C-old chill disappears,
K-iss the rain goodbye.
E-arly morning glory gives light to the day;
E-vening shadows vanish, haze and fog fade away.
L-et the new dawn break,
O-ne heart is far from blue;
M-orning has just made
A-ll sunflowers turn on to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem