The snow comes down so lilywhite
I wonder what it means
it is a most delicious sight
I love those frosty scenes.
And in a while I do suppose
I'll build me a big mate
a snowman with a carrot nose
before it is too late.
For when the sun comes out in force
and looks at all the snow
it's time to get my hobbyhorse
so we can watch the show.
I'll sit upon my hobbyhorse
and watch my snowman die
it is a shame that in due course
all friends must say good bye.
I love this Herbert! Great poem........although I doubt you're getting much snow in those parts! This is very sweet. I can really appreciate this as we are covered still with snow. Sincerely, Mary
Wasn't expecting such a sad finish, Herbs! What's brought this on? Concernedly, Gina.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All is lost in its own time... a shame for sure, it's true, appreciate and reminise... is all that one can do. :) Enjoyed, thanks for sharing.