Makes our feet and fingers glow
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breeze, loud and shrill.
To stir the dancing daffodils.
April brings the primrose sweet
Scatters daisies at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs
Skipping by their fleecy dams.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hands with posies.
Hot July brings coolings showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers.
August brings the sheaves of corn,
Than the harvest home is borne.
Warm September brings the fruit;
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Fresh October brings the pheasant;
Then to gather nuts is pleasant.
Dull November brings the blast;
Then the leaves are whirling fast.
Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.