Snowman

A Gold winning poem on a snowman – enjoy

Out in the Garden
the white stuff does blow
winter’s construction kit
(i’m talking of snow)

And out in the garden,
the kids have a plan
to create something brilliant
in the form of a snowman

The snow piles high
as he begins to take shape
snowflakes compacted
no room to escape

A smile made up from pebbles
Hat and scarf from out of the hall
The jolly big snowman
Now looks over garden wall

Occasionally met by the owners cat
who sits near his feet (on a snow covered mat)
he watches in the garden – both night and day
especially in the daytime – when his builders at play.

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Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.