January whispers with icy grace,
Silent mornings in a frosted embrace.
February flickers with love’s gentle light,
A brief, tender warmth in the heart of night.
March awakens with a vibrant song,
Hints of spring where dreams belong.
April showers with a tender kiss,
Promises of blooming bliss.
May arrives with colors anew,
Fields of green and skies of blue.
June dances in the sunlit glow,
Days of warmth in a gentle flow.
July sings with a fiery breath,
Summer’s triumph over winter’s death.
August rests in golden fields,
A time of harvest, a time to yield.