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Snowman
on a bright clear winters day
as I took a walk across the land
pass the yards where children play
there was a snowman that I could see
crafted was it with great care
eyes of black coal with carrot nose
a plaid scarf around its neck
with branches for its arms and hands
and it was formed with tender care
and filled me with much great joy
and I passed by upon my way
and continued on upon my day
in in the morning of next day
this Sunday shine in morning air
and the land it did warm
as I went upon my way
into the snowman I did come
and I did see was saddened eyes
the nose had fallen from its face
and was gone from this place
and I continued upon my way
reflecting how the seasons turn
wondering what tomorrow I find
when again I came this way
next day broke with warming air
as I went upon my way
and to the snowman once again
into the changes on this day
eyes of coal had fallen away
and upon the ground they did lay
and the arms did begin to droop
and it did saddened me on this day
and next morning in warming air
with growing sadness I went upon my way
to come to what then did remain
crumbling snow melting away
and reflecting I went upon my way
thinking of time and changes made
how all things would pass away
like a snowman on a warming day
Copyright ©
William Kofoed
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