High Above the Crowd

D-ay twenty-four in February, A-nother dawn has broken; R-ain stops from falling, L-ight is bright in the open. E-vening shadows fade away, N-ew sun starts to shine; E-arly breeze brings joy as the morning is so fine. G-ray haze has disappeared, R-ays reflect from the sky; A-fter the night is over, C-louds above E-nd the dark up high. B-ad weather turns fair, A-iming to stop the rain; L-earn to brave the storm, U-ntil you endure the pain. C-old chill starts to warm, A-s the wind blows gently; S-oftly touching your face to comfort and ease you tenderly. B-eneath the heaven so wide, A-lluring view is in sight; L-et my eyes see the scene, D-isplaying the words I must write. E-xpressed emotion is clear, M-essage within is loud; O-ne vision of rare beauty R-ises high above the crowd.