Snowmen

Throughout the past few weeks eastern Iowa has received a lot of snow and these photos confirm that as the white stuff is clearly visible.  And, although I am ready for warmer temperatures and new colors of the landscape -- white & gray get a little old in March -- these snow people brought a smile to my face and made me think of times as a child when I built something similar and then searched for discarded items to give the white figure the perfect face, arms and other accessories.  Have a look and be sure to read the poem that follows.

 

The Snowman

 

Once there was a snowman

Stood outside the door

Thought he'd like to come inside

And run around the floor;

 

Thought he'd like to warm himself

By the firelight red;

Thought he'd like to climb up

On that big white bed.

So he called the North Wind,

"Help me now I pray.

I'm completely frozen,

Standing here all day."

 

So the North Wind came along

And blew him in the door,

And now there's nothing left of him

But a puddle on the floor!

 

                                                    --Anonymous