January’s frost, a crisp new start,
In silent snow, we find a part.
February whispers, love’s soft call,
As hearts entwine, we feel it all.

March awakens with a budding bloom,
The world shakes off its winter gloom.
April showers cleanse the earth,
With every drop, a fresh rebirth.

May’s blossoms burst in vibrant hue,
The skies stretch wide, a perfect blue.
June’s warmth wraps us in embrace,
Sunlit days and a gentle pace.

July ignites with summer’s blaze,
Laughter echoes in golden rays.
August lingers, sweet and slow,
As autumn hints with a gentle blow.