31 days in which to live for the second,
A second chance to start over,
To come full bloom like the buds that have opened,
Emerald is the birthstone,
There's no need to be alone,
When the passion and heart of May grows,
Put on a new face, don some new clothes,
Explore the world in comfortable heat,
Before the indolent summer sun begins to find its feet.

Birds return to the lilac petals,
And bees begin to gather,
Those gentle showers make the roses grow,
April,
Aprilis,
Aphrodite,
No more hibernation,
The sun starts to warm the earth,
Happiness, glee and birth.

Spring has sprung,
The flowers start to grow,
The smell of freshly cut grass fills my soul,
The reason for my passion comes full circle and is whole,
I search in my gardens and i search among the breeze,
I look down at my life from the branch of the tallest tree,
I hear the faintest chirping from a newly hatched egg,
A tiny little bird tries to find its legs,
As it starts to walk a butterfly takes flight,
Declaring 'March is here, come enjoy the sights'.

Two hearts can become as one,
When the arrow from Cupid's bow,
Links the love that Saint Valentine grows,
This is the time when the sun begins to shine,
And one can see that all will be just fine,
February is a month of pleasure.

The ice no longer feels the need to freeze,
But rains down its drops of glee,
And through the storm and wind and pain,
One knows that love will be seen again,
Never fear entering February,
January is just another memory,
Kiss the past but hold onto the future.

Cold walls closing in around me,
The heat of midday sun in my brain,
Distance, such distance in the white box,
The picture of the white room spinning past my eyes,
The tension in my legs,
The teardrops stain my eyes,
Red, blood red and haunted,
I smile...that face smiles...the one that is not mine,
But a clowns,
The cover of the frozen screams,
A hand covers my mouth, not my own,
The one with the strings,
Pulling my strings,
Making me dance to his tune,
I am stiffly gliding in air,
My blood is pumping viciously,
Rush...I rush,
Explosions in my eyes,
It's free, and I'm dancing on electric breezes
Unknown sensations hit my body,
Aroused and agonised insane,
The time I spent in space with needle forced pleasure,
Floating in the clouds,
Running up buildings,
Biting my arms,
Blood running out and nothing is felt,
Just tingles so soft,
My body is touched from head to toe,
No inch spared,
The clawing nails,
I win, I lose, I start to fail.

Possibilities,
Endless possibilities,
Adventures,
New beginnings,
A world of adventures to see,
A land of new beginnings to taste and to try,
The chimes of the clock rang aloud,
See the sunshine part the clouds,
January arrives and the chance to start over is here,
A new leaf,
Happiness with passion,
Happiness,
No fear.

Each day a sun arises,
And with the closing of the day the moon appears,
A cycle that's unchangeable,
And happens from year to year,
But within each ordinary day a miracle occurs,
Like a shooting star or a raindrop falling on the icy lake,
Or a baby being born.

Spencer enters the world to explore the brand new sights,
From the comfort of his mothers womb to a world of calm,
Of love and peace,
His life, I hope, will be one filled with joy and cheer,
And the necessary feeling of knowing his family is near,
And as the wind changes and the seasons come and go,
I know that Spencer changeth, You'll see just how he grows.

You'll watch upon in wonder as he utters his first word,
Like the blind man who rejoiced at the sight of the mockingbird,
You'll watch upon in awe as, slowly, step by step he takes,
And the pleasure you will feel each morning that he wakes,
In a time where life can be so cruel and rushed,
Nothing silences the passion, this flame just can't be hushed.

Each day a sun arises,
And with the closing of the day the moon appears,
A cycle that's unchangeable,
And happens from year to year,
But within each ordinary day a baby can be born,
And like the river finds it way, dear Spencer will find your heart,
And locked like a locket on a pendant he will forevermore stay.