M-orning mist or drizzle
I-s just beginning to end;
L-ight starts to show up,
E-arly Friday February
S-econd.
P-ainted morning mist
A-ims to vanish into thin air;
Y-our eyes will clearly see
A-ll the views everywhere.
N-ew day has broken,
A-s the beacon has promised;
Y-ou will behold the blue sky after the morning mist.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem