In January’s breath, the world stands still, As snowflakes kiss the earth with gentle grace. The silence whispers promises to fill, Each heart with dreams that time cannot erase.

February dances with a lover’s flair, A month of fleeting days and tender sighs. In its embrace, we find the courage to dare, To chase the dawn beneath the pastel skies.

March awakens with a hopeful gleam, A gentle push, as life begins to stir. With budding leaves and rivers’ gentle stream, The world renews, a song without a slur.

April laughs in showers and vibrant hues, Her tears of joy bring blossoms to the land. With every drop, a promise to enthuse, That life returns, just as the world had planned.