Chill January’s snow falls thick and fast <br />Propelled by blinding blizzard’s biting blast, <br />So soft white blankets bind the earth for days, <br />Though spring means drifts shall not lie long nor last. <br /> <br />Bleak January’s rain falls hard and long <br />Impelled by fierce Atlantic gales, full strong <br />So even mighty oaks bow in their wake <br />Till fury fades to calm in spring’s sweet song. <br /> <br />Wild January’s storms shall shed their sting, <br />Repelled by sun, as winter spins to spring, <br />So kinder, temperate breezes gently blow <br />To melt the snow, that all the fields can sing. <br /> <br />Mean January’s curse will never stay, <br />Dispelled by hopes of ever-lengthening day, <br />So gardens don spring coats of cheerful hues <br />As colour’s charm returns where all was grey. <br /> <br />Cruel January’s cloak of white shall yield, <br />Compelled to turn to green in springtime’s field, <br />So leaping lambs can clothe the hills again <br />And cattle quit the comfort of the bield. <br /> <br />Grim January’s gloom will end, by mirth <br />Expelled, as warmth returns to cheer the earth, <br />So birds will nest and leaves begin to spring <br />And dormant buds burst, bearing brand-new birth. <br /> <br />Harsh January’s coldness is compelled <br />To change, as dismal drabness is expelled. <br />Repelled by spring, impelled, the frost must flee; <br />So, doubts dispelled, to warmth we are propelled.<br /><br />C Richard Miles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-january-is-propelled-to-spring/
