An Acrostic Poem for the 1st month of the year. |
| January rings in New Year Chimes As Christmas waits again; 12 months time. Not worrying where the new month will go Under a powdery blanket of pristine white snow; All faces turned red and aglow. Relinquishing January’s forthcoming end You’re finally onward to Groundhog Day my friend. Lines=7 Words=47 From The Author: Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same words as in the title. |