January

Gone missing Are the little things That made December merry And not quite here Are those things dear That make up February So just hop in The first stop in The year’s itinerary But if your knees Begin to freeze You may not wish to tarry For winter’s breath Like minty death Is a charming adversary In flurry or blizzard He’s a curious wizard Conjuring snowflakes and fairies With sleet or with snows Or with raindrops he froze He’s a master visionary Like diamonds scattered Snowglobes shattered ‘Tis a sight most luminary For upon the lawn At the break of dawn You’ll find, as is customary A silver shimmer And golden glimmer Of frost known as January.