W-onderful weather Thursday
I-s a fine sight to see;
L-et the beacon begin
F-rom the early morning glory.
R-ugged wind has been
E-rased by the warm light;
D-ark sky turns clear, coal clouds become white.
E-vening is filled with mirth,
F-rom dawn twenty-ninth December;
E-yes are truly delighted by the wonderful weather.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem