Happy Groundhogs day!

Poems for February:

February

by Jane [Goodwin] Austin

I thought the world was cold in death;

The flowers, the birds, all life was gone,

For January’s bitter breath

Had slain the bloom and hushed the song.

And still the earth is cold and white,

And mead and forest yet are bare;

But there’s a something in the light

That says the germ of life is there.

Deep down within the frozen brook

I hear a murmur, faint and sweet,

And lo! the ice breaks as I look,

And living waters touch my feet.

Within the forest’s leafless shade

I hear a spring-bird’s hopeful lay:

O life to frozen death betrayed

Thy death shall end in life to-day.

And in my still heart’s frozen cell

The pulses struggle to be free;

While sweet the bird sings, who can tell

But life may bloom again for thee!

February’s Contrast

by Sherry Anne

February shadows in grey and mist

lurk over valleys mountains and hills

colorless days of freezing rain

ices the ground in a slippery glaze

the dying sun pants for breath

as death looms on icy trees

mercury plummets breaking records

wind wails lamenting autumn’s memory

light slowly pierces February’s gloom

days renewed from deep sleep awake

snow covered fields sparkle bright

in crystal chandeliers of purest light

and the best little poem about a groundhog:

I’m a Little Groundhog

by Anonymous

I’m a little groundhog

short and stout,

February second

I come out.

If I see my shadow,

they will shout

Six more weeks of winter–

no doubt!