The Year

A January meeting brought a February kiss

In March I found new happiness

In April life was bliss

In May you gave me flowers

In June you gave your heart

In July you told a lie

In August we did part

With September went my smile

With October came the pain

November brought me loneliness

And then December came

Do you think of me in springtime?

Do you think of me in fall

Do you wonder in the winter

Why the summer changed it all?

I still think of you each season

I still wonder every year

If the summer had never come

Would I still have you near?

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