February

Cold now is the breezes' breath
Covered is the ground with snow;
And in maple forests
Sugar campfires glow.

Like jewels from trees and cliffs
Icicles hang a-glittering,
And the little snow-birds are
Merrily a-twittering.

Above the earth so brown and cold,
And 'bove the snow so white,
The crocus now opens
Their golden petals bright.

Cold and windy February,
We're glad that you are here;
For you bring Valentine Day,
We love so well and dear.
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