My childhood snowman melted...
and went away somewhere;
Some offered words of comfort,
but me, I said a prayer.
I prayed that God would treat him kindly In the land where snowmen go;
when their work is finished with the children here below.
I loved him oh so dearly; for just that little while;
his heart was understanding; I knew that by his smile.
His charcoal eyes were brilliant; as if he somehow knew;
just how much I wanted him to stay, only if he could...
Oh how the sunshine made him sparkle,
then melted him away,
then I thought I heard him softly whisper,
“Don't cry, we will meet again someday".
For many years I waited...
and now at last I see, that
God has made him perfect In
my childhood memory. ❥
~ Unknown ~
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