Playmate
(A Children's Poem)
Visions form as the cold wind blows
I watch the flakes, see a carrot nose
Red scarf around a cold, cold neck
tall black hat, arms of forked sticks
Stay away, sunshine, my friend will die
his smile will vanish, his buttons will fly
I will be sad as I contemplate
my long-lost friend by the garden gate
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