Snowman
SNOWMAN
He came out of a snowstorm
To where I stood alone,
And in danger of freezing .
His fur parka appeared out of the blue,
And he led me to a hillside cabin
Where his fire was glowing ,
And covered me with his coat .
He smiled little, and was silent ,
But his cabin was the most
Welcoming place on earth .
He fed me ,
And then I slept , dreamless .
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2010
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