SNOW BLIND

SNOW BLIND

The Children are excited this sunny Christmas morn
To see the deep, smooth carpet of snow upon the lawn.
‘Oh! Can we build a snowman, Oh! Let us please’ they ask?
And warmly clad they go outside prepared to start the task.

They work with spades and shovel the snow into a pile
From which they shape a body. This takes them quite a while.
They form a large round snowball and on it make a face
With a carrot for its pointy nose. They set the head in place.

They tie a scarf around its neck and find an old fur hat
The children stand around him. One says, ‘That’s nearly that
‘Now in you come’ calls Mother, ‘It’s getting rather late’
‘The Turkey will be getting cold. It’s carved and on the plate.’

A friendly little Robin chirps ‘Snowman why so sad?
The children have worked very hard and you don’t look too bad.’
‘Oh! Thank you Robin Redbreast unhappily I find
The children didn’t finish me and they have left me blind.

The bird plucks from a rose bush two hips of equal size
And; with his beak, inserts them, to form the Snowman’s eyes
Oh kindly Robin Redbreast my sight is now quite clear
And I can see to wish you a prosperous New Year.