By Scott Bailey © 2026
January snows
White like paper, waiting for words
February mists
Obscuring and caressing the land
March winds
Tumble everything we know
April showers
Freshens the world
May lambs
Bring hope and joy
June beaches
Excite and entice
July sun
Bathes us
August skies
Clear the way forward
September breezes
Tousle the hair of the earth
October leaves
Red like tired eyes
November nights
Reveal the shining stars
December frosts
Freeze time and life
In response to malformed_poetry’s prompt
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