The Snowman
I built him with laughter,
And warm winter smiles.
I built him so tall,
You can see him for miles.
And at night the starlight,
Makes him glint like a king.
And the moonbeams dance round,
As the winter winds sing.
I built him with joy,
For Christmas is here.
He's my champion and trophy,
My pride for the year.
And the glow from the snow,
Paints him silvery bright.
And my king among snowmen,
Glistens so white.
But spring holds his future,
For winter wont last.
And my snowman will melt,
to a thing of the past.
But each year forever,
His memory will bring.
A crown for his throne,
With the snowdrops of spring.
Copyright © Kirsty Prophet | Year Posted 2009
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