Christmas Windows - Building a Snowman
When the snow is deep and wet enough to pack
I look out my living room window to watch kids build a snowman
Wouldn't you know that old felt hat is gone from the closet and
My meerschaum pipe (this will never do) gone from the rack
Robert has given his own red scarf
While little Sue with not another thing to do
has stolen the black lids off our plastic coffee cups
Never have I seen those kids work with such love's labor
The man is rolled and packed together before I can tire
It is just noon and typical Denver
The sun is out thermometer way up!
So before the kids can sigh the melt
I pop out the door and cry, "What a wonderful snowman!
This calls for a reward!" Then I ease on him my favorite tie
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