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on a bright clear winters day

as I took a walk across the land

pass the yards where children play

there was a snowman that I could see

crafted was it with great care

eyes of black coal with carrot nose

a plaid scarf around its neck

with branches for its arms and hands

and it was formed with tender care

and filled me with much great joy

and I passed by upon my way

and continued on upon my day

in in the morning of next day

this Sunday shine in morning air

and the land it did warm

as I went upon my way

into the snowman I did come

and I did see was saddened eyes

the nose had fallen from its face

and was gone from this place

and I continued upon my way

reflecting how the seasons turn

wondering what tomorrow I find

when again I came this way

next day broke with warming air

as I went upon my way

and to the snowman once again

into the changes on this day

eyes of coal had fallen away

and upon the ground they did lay

and the arms did begin to droop

and it did saddened me on this day

and next morning in warming air

with growing sadness I went upon my way

to come to what then did remain

crumbling snow melting away

and reflecting I went upon my way

thinking of time and changes made

how all things would pass away

like a snowman on a warming day