September Thirty days hath September April, June, and November All the rest have thirty-one: Except February It has twenty–eight we find, Unless it’s leap year, Then it has twenty nine

September Apples are red, fields are gold Dandelion heads have grown white and old. The sun is still hot, but the nights grow cool; All nature is saying, “It’s time for school!”

October All of nature puts on a show In October’s bright blue weather The hills, the trees a golden glow, Each leaf a scarlet feather.

November There’s a chill in the air The trees are all bare And the turkey has much to fear, Why? Because Thanksgiving will soon be here!

December I hear a bird sing In the dark of December A magical thing And sweet to remember. “We are nearer to Spring Than we were in September” I heard a bird sing In the dark of December.

January A year to be glad in, And not to be sad in, To gain in, to give in, A happy new year. A new year for trying, And never for sighing, A new year to live in, Oh, hold it most dear. The snow fell gently all the night. It made a blanket soft and white. It covered houses, flowers and ground But did not make a single sound

February "February is merely as long as is needed to pass the time until March." "Away in a meadow all covered with snow The little old groundhog looks for his shadow The clouds in the sky determine our fate If winter will leave us all early or late." - Don HalleyDon Halley

February Groundhog’s day - lots of snow! Valentine’s Day and winds that blow! Black History Month and President’s day Snowy fun though skies are gray! Chinese New Year and Leap Year, too! February’s short but there’s lots to do!

March The March Wind I come to work as well as play; I’ll tell you what I do: I whistle alt he live-long day, “Woo-oo-oo-oo! Woo-oo!”

March Windy, wild, and stormy days, Then sunny light through shadow plays! Cold, then warm; Winter, then spring, No one knows whateach day will bring! Will the weather be cruel or will it be kind? March never seems to make up its mind!

April April, dear April, I beg you come soon – And bring your sweet primroses too. Let them join in with the daffodils’ play, As skies offer sunshine anew.

April April rain And April sun Show spring is here and winter’s done! Skateboards, bikes, and jump ropes tell that we are under springtime’s spell!

May Put away the snowsuits, Your sleds, your warm wool hats! Get out your bikes and jump ropes, Your baseballs and your bats! Pack away your sweaters, Your coats, and skiing gear! Unpack your shorts and swimsuits, It’s warm when May is here!

June Sunny sands, blue sky, A lazy day and kites to fly! A picnic in a shady park, Then fireworks sparkling after dark. Enjoy each golden, sun-drenched day, For summer’s here, it’s time to play!

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