Snowman

   The sun is bright, blazing through the clouds. The wind blistering and harsh at times, but right now, only a subtle breeze. If only spring hadn't come. If only winter could stay. Stay with the snow and frost. Oh yes I love the spring and all it's joys. All it's flowers and warmth. I wish I could see more, but by then my time is up and I can stand no more. Every year the same thing happens. Year after year I'm built and I stand tall. Then spring comes and I melt away into only a little puddle. A puddle smiling back with coal, buttons, and a carrot nose.