I made a snowman out of a pile of snow
Just like many years before
The snowman whispered to me
"Give me a book so I can read"I smiled and turned around
The neighbor's snowwoman was a few meters behind
And the snowman wanted to look his best for her
"Bring me some glasses"I hurried quickly
And brought the snowman my old ones
So he could see better
"And once, write a story about me and the snowwoman."I smiled and shook my head
"You have to win her heart"
The snowman's smile turned sad
And I could see that he was worriedBecause he knew, just like me
That his time was running out
He knew what would happen in the morning
When the sun comes out
YOU ARE READING
My December Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote this month for Poetmas Instagram challenge