Snow ManA Poem by Hannah OliviaI wrote this poem when I was around... 7 or 8. At this time I was OBSESSED with Shel Silverstein and would bring "Where the Sidewalk Ends" everywhere I go d:I built a snowman on a cold winter day, A carrot for his nose, and eyes made of clay. Buttons on his chest and a non- sweat band, My dads shoes for his feet, and a broom in his hand. He was only a few minutes old. Maybe five, But the only thing I need now is the magic hat to make him alive. © 2012 Hannah OliviaReviews
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7 Reviews Added on July 23, 2012 Last Updated on July 23, 2012 AuthorHannah OliviaNewtown, CTAboutHello! I've had a few accounts on here, but they all seemed to stop working after a while! Weird, huh? Well, I'm posting my writing all over again... Some is new but most of it were old works in progr.. more..Writing
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