Snowball battle with a snowman
Northern entertaining under the sunlight
Open snow drifts blowing right and left
Wind drifting the blizzard over here and there
Balls of sleet striking men
All that snow sculpture freezing snow
Live with slipping down the slope
Laugh of the ice-skaters gliding backwards and forth
On the hillside remains a snowman.
Reality, a sculpture of youngsters' daydreams,
Man rolled up, composed of snow.
All the ice icicles fluttering in the dawn
Near winter seasons fun in snow
Yes, Snowballs of Snowman forming in the snowstorm.
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