Oh, how I love a snowman country Christmas,
with snowflakes gaily waltzing in the air,
where little girls and boys in cozy mittens
build snowmen on the lawn without a care.

In every yard I see a smiling snowman
who seems to come alive and say, "Hello!
Come play with me and have a merry Christmas,
and welcome to my wonderland of snow!"

The countryside looks like a grand confection,
with dazzling sugar-coated roofs of white,
and trees that sport their limbs of frosted splendor
and gleam so brightly in the morning light.

The atmosphere is chilled and very nippy,
the kind of nip that turns your nose to red,
and when the hills become a snow-laid carpet,
the children all go coasting in their sled.

What joy it is to hear their playful laughter!
They fill my heart with fun and Christmas cheer,
and soon I know they'll come inside for cocoa;
oh, how I love this snowman time of year!

Copyright © 2003 Ruth Gillis