poem for January

The Sun Comes Up

The sun comes up, the moon goes down.
By tick and tack a day goes round.
The days go dancing, one by one,
When seven pass, a week is done.
The moon is counting in the sky.
As weeks by week a month goes by.
Month by month the seasons swing.
Summer, autumn, winter, spring.
The moon comes up, the sun goes down,
And month by month a year goes round.

- Carol Diggory Shields

出處：Poem of the month flip chart