The year ahead...

                                                         

                                                      

                                                         By frost and sleet, and ice and snow

The month of January we know.

In February the days grow longer

The year is young and ever stronger.

March is dressed in palest green

While round the house, the winds do keen.

The month of April brings forth flowers

That drink a-plenty rain from showers.

By May’s brave month the battle’s won

Winter over and summer begun.

Roses bloom in hot, bright June

By day the sun, by night the moon.

July and it grows hotter still

The countryside, the stream, the mill. 

In August is the harvest there

The sheaf of wheat in field, at fair. 

September is a month of mellow

Of apples red and pears so yellow. 

October and the leaves are falling

With bonfires crackling, winter calling.

November is a month of gloom

As shorter, darker days do loom. 

But December will be ever jolly

With the Christ Child’s birth, and gifts, and holly.