Snowman

A Poem by Samantha

Sitting in the cold

The snowman sits so still

Waiting for the children to come again.

The world is still.

The moon castes a ghostly glow.

But still the snowman waits.

The house is with a warming ray of light

A child peaks out to see if their art is still there

The snowman winks and keeps on waiting.

© 2009 Samantha

Author's Note

This was spur of the moment in fourth grade

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Added on April 28, 2009

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Samantha

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I am a young writer, nearly out of middle school, who is trying to get her book published. I like sports, friends, and reading. I have OCA type 3, which means I am albino, but please don't call me tha.. more..