Months that make a year

Once I chose to chase the dreams that dwelt in my eyes,
I fasten my steps to grab that butterfly...
I crossed the icy roads with cold hand and heart,
It was Jan Feb and March that gave me a start..
Then came the months of April and May,
Apart from failures, I was happy and gay..
Not because it didn't matter to me or thy,
But for I had my loved ones on my June and July..
August and September were like Autumn and rain,
I shed the fear from the tree of Felicity and gain.
I walked little slow in October and November,
Now i was not alone but accompanied by many members..
Finally, Here it comes my beloved December,
Long nights to hold more dreams and beautiful memories to remember.