Thursday, January 1, 2015

Poems for the New Year

January brings the snow~Makes our feet and fingers glow.~~~February brings the rain~Thaws the frozen lake again.~~~March brings breezes loud and shrill~Stirs the dancing daffodil.~~~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 cooling showers, ~Apricots, and gillyflowers.~~~August brings the sheaves of corn,~Then the harvest home is borne.~~~Warm September brings the fruit;~Sportsmaen then begin to shoot.~Fresh October brings the pheasants;~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.~~~Sara Coleridge~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spring is showery, flowery,bowery.~~~Summer: hoppy,choppy, poppy.~~~Autumn: wheezy, sneezy, freezy.~~~Winter: sloppy, drippy, nippy.~~~~~~Anonymous~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Last night, while we were fast asleep,~The old year went away.~It can't come back again because~A new one's come to stay.~~~~~~~Rachael Field

4 comments:

cube said...

Ms. Field didn't grow up where I did. I'm just saying...

sue hanes said...

Cube - I don't get it. Are you thinking that Rachel Field wrote all of those poems? She just did the New Year poem.

But then I often don't get it.

cube said...

It was a small attempt at humor.

cube said...

Is there another blog I should be commenting to? I hate to end a sentence in a preposition, but you've left me no choice ;)