January cold desolate; <br />February all dripping wet; <br />March wind ranges; <br />April changes; <br />Birds sing in tune <br />To flowers of May, <br />And sunny June <br />Brings longest day; <br />In scorched July <br />The storm-clouds fly <br />Lightning-torn; <br />August bears corn, <br />September fruit; <br />In rough October <br />Earth must disrobe her; <br />Stars fall and shoot <br />In keen November; <br />And night is long <br />And cold is strong <br />In bleak December.<br /><br />Christina Georgina Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/january-cold-desolate/
