Snowman Blues | Sunday Observer

Snowman Blues

Out of the snowy lawn
The snowman grew
Wearing hat and scarf
The way that you do.

With pebbles for eyes
Pressed into the snow
A smiley twig mouth
And a large carrot now.

He's a magnificent site
The snowman that grew
But he's just snow and ice
And no substitute for you
I wish you were here
To chase the blues away
I wish you'd come back
To me for Christmas day.

 - Paul Curtis