Snowball
He blew in on a snowflake
One cold December Christmas week
His small dark eyes are deep
Inside his snowy little face
He is fast and furious
Chomping at the world
He is a bundle of joy
In the winter of my sorrow
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2011
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