Where Running Water Abounds

C-an you feel the fresh morn A-fter the cold night chill? T-wenty-eighth dawn of the first month, H-appy birthday brings a thrill. E-arly haze has passed by, R-ain and clouds have faded; I-nto the shadows of the dark N-ightfall has just E-nded. C-an you see the dewdrop E-arly in the morning? N-owhere in sight is the mist, T-wilight drifts into the evening. E-ndless lines can be written, N-o limitation or bounds; O-verflowing like a river where running water abounds.