Twelve months are now drawing to a close,
And a new one is visible,
Resting on the horizon of my dreams,
We'll sail through the festive time of Christmas,
And wave goodbye to another year of life.

The robin will dance upon the snow,
As the bare branches grey and humble with time,
December is a truly blesséd time,
December is the wisest place to be,
So wave goodbye to another year of time.

Remember, Remember,
The truth of November,
The swirling winds,
The nights of blanket covered dreams,
A loved one in your arms,
Approaching the close of another year,
Unsure of which course to steer.

Hearing the distant crackle,
The distant whistle,
The far off bang,
A firework display,
November is a tangled month,
Happiness and emptiness,
Unsettling feelings everyday.

Ghosts, ghouls and gory creatures,
People plagued with disturbing features,
Prowling around; obscene,
It's the time for Halloween,
The air is eerie and bitter,
The voices of the night titter,
The echoes of warmer times disappear,
Leaving us filled with the need for loved ones to be near,
A jumper, a hat and a scarf,
A warming drink and heated bath,
A night indoors to keep you calm,
October is the month of dread and harm.

The sun has virtually vanished,
Occasionally waving its light from behind the clouds,
The air is warm and the breeze is still,
The leaves of September crunch and the twigs crack,
And as i walk the conkers roll in my path,
The chirping of a distant bird warming his nest,
Before the rain starts to disturb his rest,
Children grab the final strands of play,
And Autumn takes hold.

Summer still trips over every waterfall,
There are no clouds in the blue at all,
The heat is ever increasing and the leaves start to melt,
This must be the exact same feelings God once felt,
When creating the Earth.

Summer drifts between the day and night,
But night begins to chill without the light,
First signs of Autumn creep into view,
The crunch under foot, a sensation so new,
When traveling the Earth.

Midway through the twelve month period,
The year,
We feel the rays peer down from heaven,
The world looks bright and clean,
The smiles on children's faces gleam,
Always hear the laughter,
Forget the ever-after,
And live in blissful harmony in the month of June,
It could never arrive a day too soon.