W-hite clouds up above
A-re brought by fine weather;
R-ays of the morning sun
R-ise you up from slumber.
E-arly light in the blue sky brings warmth to the day;
N-ew dawn has just broken to take the cold chill away.
T-he fifth of December
A-ims to make it bright;
N-ight shadows disappear, letting the clouds get white.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem