The SnowmanA Poem by Trec
Travelled from the cold land
To a land anew. Pine stick for the right hand; Oak for the left. Coal lumps fill the eyes With a carrot nose? For it, it was a surprise To appear - strange - Its skin softer than feather And it was a... Born from wintery weather! Snowman it was - Old it was; it was deterioratin'; Its mind was chaotic. Its language - it is forgottin' Its mind is the Blizzard, The Blizzard outside! And the damage. Worldwide. It caused. Nil. © 2016 TrecAuthor's Note
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Added on December 2, 2016 Last Updated on December 2, 2016 |