My Melting Snowman Poem by Garland Jodie Jeen

</>Your finger points to the highway

cars at high speed i'm afraid..

whenever there is a running race

i get the last prize by reaching the finishing line late

it's too late to give you a say..

Your finger is just a spray,

but man, I believe you.

You're another robot? You're too cold to be one..

You can't be time-tested, not to mention a legend.

I know now; you point a way for me to go

Want me to leave you...can i leave you be?

then you melt...

I 'm still walking further away from you.

I think to myself; you're the only benevolent man with a pointed nose

those, according to fairy tales, who have a pointed nose are wicked.

I think to myself; you're the only snowman with a warm heart

i don't even believe that snowmen would have a heart...

you're the exceptional.

I still miss you,

and i look back.

You're melting...

and i run back to you,

hugging only empty air...