V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a warm Tuesday view;
C-oal clouds don't gather,
K-ind clime comes for
Y-ou.
O-n twenty-fourth January,
B-eacon begins to rise;
L-ooking and gazing gladly
I-nto your twinkling eyes.
G-ray haze and mist
A-re nowhere in sight;
C-old chill of the night
I-s fading into twilight.
O-pen your heart to your husband, stay with him all the way;
N-ever ignore nor forget the wedding ring on your birthday.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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