A Snowman

Its fun to make a snowman,
If only he could stay,
But when the sun comes out,
Our snowman runs away.

Its fun to make a snowman,
But when he runs away,
It’s sad to see him go,
We had fun anyway.

Next year when the snow comes,
We can make another man,
And when he runs away,
We can do the same again.

poem by Claire GalpinReport problemRelated quotes
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