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Friday, December 5, 2008

The Snowman By Lynn Zirkel

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 around
As the winter winds sing.

I built him with joy
For Christmas is here.
He's my champion my trophy,
My prize for the year.
And the glow from the snow
Paints him silvery bright,
And my king among snowmen
Glistens snow white.

But spring holds his future
For winter won't last,
And my snowman will melt
To a thing of the past.
But each year for ever
His memory will bring
A crown for his throne
With the snowdrops of spring.

-Lynn Zirkel
From the Oxford Merry Christmas Book.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Finally made it back here to comment. That's a funny little poem :) Love the winter wonderland you've got going on here.

Ken Armstrong said...

It's snowing!

Where are my boots? :)

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful poem! Thanks for sharing it.