snowman grows up

the sun shown the snow day

when the children rolled, stacked,

hatted, dressed, and gloved him,


then, proud of their work

they took the sled to the hill

in the park and forgot him


when school opened again

and children were away

his nose fell, point first


into ball below his waist

and the snowman, grown up,

saluted age, maturity, and death


he was smiling, of course,

sun on his cheery cheeks

and button eyes


“neighbors, friends, compatriots!”

he seemed to say, “come and see

the breath of life breathed into me”

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Patrick Dobson

Patrick Dobson was founded in 1962. He is a writer, scholar, ironworker, and poet who lives in Kansas City, MO. He is author of two books with the University of Nebraska Press, Seldom Seen: A Journey into the Great Plains (2009) and Canoeing the Great Plains: A Missouri River Summer (May 2015). Dobson is a work in progress until termination.

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