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Hearts of Snowmen

Posted on November 22, 2007

Winter’s growing old,

Snowmans’ heart is cold.

Breezy wind’s a-bumpin’,

Icy heart is thumpin’.

Turn another morrow,

Hollowing a furrow,

Winter wind is sawing,

Snowmans’ heart is thawing.

Whistlin’ through the trees,

Brings Snowmen to their knees,

Taking on the pain,

And touching every stain.

Just before he fades,

To all that God has made,

Closely to the ground,

Humbled, he bows down.

Sinks into the clay,

Spends one final day,

And in his closing hour,

Nourishes a flower.


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2 responses to “Hearts of Snowmen”

  1. It’s blowing 27 knots out here across the helideck, it’s freezing, and you’re trying to cheer me up with thoughts of SNOWMEN??

    How ’bout a poem about a naked Hawaiian beauty on a hot summer’s day dancing on the lip of an active volcano???

    Just kidding. Howdy, Scott!!!!!

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