SNOWMAN

From where I come, high in the sky,

 I land in many a place, I am reborn.

 The sun is not my friend, water is unkind,

Children understand me, they dress me up so fine.

I stand guard in many a Winter yard,

I am a friend, silent till the seasons end.

I will go away, with your help I will be back again,

I am a snowman, with button eyes, a hat, and a scarf I wear.

Something for a nose, something to hold,

Imagination gives me life, I am a Winter thought,

I am a snowman, cold and never always gone.

Keith Garrett