The Snowman

Don’t give your love to the snowman
he’s got a cold heart of snow.
A true roaming gypsy of the winter
who knows not when to come or go.

He’ll leave your heart heavy with sadness
with no goodbyes before he disappears,
and don’t go thinking the puddle he’s left
is a pool of goodbye tears.

poem by Orlando Belo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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