Week 48

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Title - I am a snowman!

Poem -

I am a snowman,
White as the fresh milk
Have an orange nose
Made of edible carrot
Kids love me for who I am
And play and curl up with me
I love winter
As I am up everywhere
Loved and fondled
With wooden sticks
I fear heavy sunlight
As I don't want my kids to lose the smile
Because of my melting snow
And I feel sad as I can't move
Still, I feel alive seeing kids laugh
I am a proud nonliving self
As I stand erect and earn smiles
And laughs from winter lovers
I take it with me all along...

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