Gary Wayne Hill Poet Rhyme

My Snowman Adventure

I was nine, I saw from my window
 The snow was coming down
 Little crystal snowflakes
 Barely kissed the ground

 Outside Mr Snowman was waiting
 For all the girls and boys
 To whisk them away on a merry ride
 To the land of toys

 I remember flying through the air
 Looking down upon the town
 For some reason I can’t recall
 I was in my dressing gown

 The land of toys was a magical place
 Santa was there too
 Picking out toys for all the children
 There was I recall quite a queue

 All the toys in Toyland
 Where vibrant and alive
 Santa was in a bit of a hurry
 He had to be home by five

 Santa gave me a toy soldier
 That was alive while I was there
 Though back home was just a plastic toy
 Which I thought a little unfair

 Home, the snow was still falling
 From an overcast slate grey sky
 I admit I had a lump in my throat
 As I bid Mr Snowman goodbye

 I have tried to re-create that moment
 Many times, alas all in vain
 It was a once in a lifetime experience
 I never saw Mr Snowman again

 But what magical memories
 They really did happen to me
 And yes, I am quite well aware
 Something similar was shown on T.V.

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