We made us a snowman;
we had such a blast,
but just like the snowman,
our love didn't last.
As the weather got hotter,
your love just got cold.
You no longer needed
someone to hold.
Recalling those moments
and you and your charms,
I long for that snowman
and you in my arms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well-written and to the point Bravo!