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BOY AT THE WINDOW

Seeing the snowman standing all alone

In dusk and cold is more than he can bear

The small boy weeps to hear the wind prepar

A night of gnashings and enormous moan

His tearful sight can hardly reach to where

The pale-faced figure with bitumen eyes

Returns him such a god-forsaken stare

As outcast Adam gave to Paradise



The man of snow is nonetheless content

Having no wish to go inside and die

Still he is moved to see the youngster cry

Though frozen water is his element

He melts enough to drop from one soft eye

A trickle of the purest rain a tear

For the child at the bright pane surrounded by

Such warmth, such light, such love, and so much fear