Here's a Milly Jourdain poem for the last week of February.

Before the Break of Day

Milly Jourdain

The silence of these hours before the dawn

Is like a world beneath the sea

Waiting in a dim, enchanted light

For morning's new felicity.

At last there comes a distant breathless sound

Of bird songs, growing still more near,

Until the air is full of thrilling notes,

The sweetest music men can hear.

But now the rain has washed it all away,

The silent world beneath the sea,

And all the plants are drinking deep of hope

And love of life's immensity.

Another mixed bag, quality-wise. But the underwater comparison is lovely.