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"On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me".....R Brout

Friday, June 29, 2007

THE SNOWMAN

THE SNOWMAN

The little girl was happy now
Since Santa had brought snow
When she had asked him at the Mall
He just said "HO HO HO";
"If that's all you want from Santa
And you've been very good
Then just you wait awhile
It'll fall in your neighborhood."

She rolled and rolled the snowball
'Til it was very, very big
And then she rolled another one
Placed on his head a wig;
She made his nose from a carrot
Red cherries for his mouth
But his eyes were black as coal
Tanned skin; like he'd been down South.

She stared at him in wonderment
And couldn't believe her eyes
Santa had brought her snowman
But he was ALIVE!!
She hugged him to her tiny frame
And she swore he hugged her back
The hill was hard and slippery
The snow was solid; packed.

He watched her as she smiled and laughed
Content to just spend time
With a lonely old snowman
Who didn't even have a dime;
While others shopped and partied
She played out in the snow
To be close beside him
Why, he did not know.

She said "Once my Nana told me
She loved a man like you
He had tanned skin & dark eyes
Someone she once knew";
Then she made the snowman cry
Before she left the hill
As she touched his round tummy
Said "I''ll see ya later, Will."

He tried his best to stay alive
But the rain won the race
And the very last thing to melt
Was the snowman's face;
When she ran to save him
To tell her friend good-bye
She watched in total wonder
As she saw him cry.

No-one would believe her tale
But her Nana did
And when she held her, on her lap
Nana often said:
"Santa and "our snowman"
Stay in our hearts all year
It's our secret, yours & mine
It's ok to shed a tear."

Christmas Eve she went to bed
And heard her Nana cry
So she crawled in beside her:
"Nana, do snowmen die?"
Her Nan didn't answer her
Just held her very tight
And snow fell as they slept
On this very HOLY night.

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