January Brings The Snow

January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow.
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February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
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March brings breezes sharp and shrill,
Shakes the dancing daffodil.
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April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daisies at our feet.
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May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
Skipping by their fleecy dams.
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June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children’s hands with posies.
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Hot July brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers.
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August brings the sheaves of corn,
Then the harvest home is borne.
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Warm September blows soft
Till the fruit is in the loft.
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Brown October brings the pheasant,
Then to gather nuts is pleasant.
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Dull November brings the blast,
Then the leaves go whirling past.
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Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire and Christmas treat.