In February’s gentle breath, a whisper so serene,
The world transforms in hues of winter’s soft sheen.
Beneath the sky, so vast and blue,
Dreams of spring begin to brew.

Snowflakes dance on the chilly air,
Their silent song beyond compare.
Hearts warmed by love’s embrace,
February’s charm, a tender grace.

Days grow longer, light returns,
With each sunrise, the heart yearns.
For moments fleeting, yet divine,
February’s magic, pure and fine.

As winter’s end draws near,
A promise of new beginnings clear.
In February’s embrace, we find,
A season’s end, yet love entwined.