The Seasons

“January cold and desolate;February dripping wet;March wind ranges;April changes;Birds sing in tuneTo flowers of May,And sunny JuneBrings longest day;In scorched JulyThe storm-clouds fly,Lightning-torn;August bears corn,September fruit;In rough OctoberEarth must disrobe her;Stars fall and shootIn keen November;And night is longAnd cold is strongIn bleak December.” ~ Christina Rossetti