.5. Frosty Poem by David Threadgold

Outside our window stands a man
A carrot for his nose
His eyes two lumps of jet black coal
A scarf my sister chose

He looks beyond the fishpond
To the hills where sledges go
Grassed muddy type of body
Each foot with just one toe

We rolled him round the garden
Collecting what we passed
Built him stout with neck less head
Then sat him up at last

A cloth cap from the cupboard
Atop our snow man’s head
The coal came from the coal house
With a broom from out the shed

He stood there for a few days
Until there came a thaw
Now only grass and leaves are left
Where snow man stood before


© 2008 David Threadgold
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