January sets the tone
Its air is crisp and cold
Branches drip with frosty tears
This climate makes us bold
February drags and drags
Ironic 'cause its short
We might get by with chocolate hearts
And bleak weather reports
March is unpredictable
It comes in like a lion
Yet prances out just like a lamb
For winter's grip is dying
April showers bring May flowers?
Not in our northern city
The temperatures are up and down
The streets are wet and gritty
May is like a promise kept
Sun's out with warming rays
The ground explodes with bright green buds
You sense the longer days
June is perfect just as is
Impatient kids are freed
Moods are good vacations start
It gives us all we need
July ensures that winter's sting
Is just a memory
Time is best spent out of doors
With friends and family
August is an ideal month
But yet it’s bittersweet
Summer has its last hurrah
We revel in its heat
September is renewal time
For many fall is favoured
Trees turn leaves to burnished gold
And slow-cooked stews are savoured
October is a month we love
Leaves crunch beneath our feet
And ghosts and witches run around
They're playing tricks for treats!
November calls for scarves and mitts
For winter has returned
The skies turn grey and cold winds blow
Wood for warmth is burned
December means the year has passed
The holidays are here!
Though the snow will chill our toes
We're flush with Christmas cheer
A year in Edmonton will bring
Delight with seasons four
Its beautiful its people kind
How could you ask for more?
(But if you've been here long enough
You live a special way
Prepare for how the seasons change
You'll get four in one day!)