The Snowman

What a beautiful sight

So sparkling and bright

But oh so cold

Feeling no delight

There are people like the snowman

With eyes like coal and hearts of ice

Defeated by life, without a hope

Just touch them, warm them, love them

And you will see

Their hearts soften and glow

Their eyes sparkle with glee

Coming alive with profound intensity

The snowman's destiny is clear to see

The sun will come to warm his heart

Lingering, radiating, claiming its due

The snowman is returned to the universe

Of which he is a special part

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