Cerise on hope & ship of ideas,
Thrust of will & winds of action;
With you, February,
This starts with Craft and passion.
Vigour in soul, castle on life's beach
And smile on the past;
Concord, contempt & charging forward;
With you, I cast.
Lost dreams regained, new sown;
Mind's plough on the field of life.
With February rain, showers of love,
Wealth & wisdom, it's the end of strife.
Lit with devotion, purity and veracity,
To the end conserved;
Boulevard of salvation,
In the saddle, strength, steady; traversed.
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