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My heart is a puddle

20th Mar, 2012 | Posted by in Blog

An ode to Snowman Burning Day:

 

There’s a man standing in my garden

with Brussels sprouts for eyes,

a carrot forms his knobbly nose,

his smile is warm and wise.

 

A friend of Father Christmas

(whose reindeer love him so),

yet still he stands there, strong and still,

without the urge to go.


Three small pebbles proudly glisten

from his frosty chest,

despite a lack of overcoat,

cardigan or vest.

 

My favourite scarf’s around his neck,

a frying pan atop his head,

but not long now before they’re mine,

for soon my cold friend will be dead.

About the author...

Rich Sutherland

Rich is a copywriter and social media manager who loves writing about random things in his spare time. Between weekly posts for Days of the Year, he can be found on his blog, Facebook, Twitter, Google+ and Instagram. He also writes short stories within 140 characters on his @tinyweefiction channel. If you see him in the street, make sure to wave (he's 6'4" with glasses, a beard and rockabilly hair - can't miss him).
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