January jumps about
in the frying pan
trying to heat
his frozen feet
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The absolute best calendar of poetry I have ever read. Look at NOVEMBER: November, when the fires love to burn, and leaves flit about and fill the air where the old tree grieves.. ....... Or look at JUNE..... June discards his shirt and trousers by the stream and takes the first dip of the year........ There are so many lines in this poem to like!
A vivid sketch of every month with it's expressions seen in any year. Thanks for sharing.
Lovely, beautiful, just loved this poem..thank you for sharing.
Wonderful description of 12 months in an year woven together in the form of a n enchanting poem. Can be liked very much by children. Thanks for sharing,10 points.
brilliantly covered 12 months in poetic diction