The gay and happy snowman

As the flakes fell from the sky

With great delight and enjoyment

As the realm transform from green

To immaculate white snow,

As the pines and mushroom look

With great excitement,

But what happen when

The slowly the winter ends

Snowman happy face vanished

And he will return to the earth

As everyone says no things is permanent

Everything has a place and time,

Under the heat of the sun

–Joel Bernasor