Dawn Mist

In between the dawn mist and dark cloud,

The December star shines disappeared;

All are visible, all are my own foes to  love

All are away, all are my own  friends to hate

In the strong and long arms of blue ocean,

A January tide smiles and whirl around,

All are visible, all are my own foes to  love

All are away, all are my own  friends to hate

In love with its own rhythms of this beautiful life

A melody of New Year echoes now and then

All are visible, all are my own foes to  love

All are away, all are my own  friends to hate

A February girl kissed me and sat on my lap,

Awaiting next March and April friends to clap

All are visible, all are my own foes to  love

All are away, all are my own  friends to hate

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI