Wordle - Snowman Sniffles Poem

Snowman Sniffles
At winter's end,
A snowman grows,
A snowdrop,
On his carrot nose.

A little sad,
Late-season sniff,
Dried by the spring,
Wind's handkerchief.

But day and night,
The sniffles drop,
Like flower buds-
They never stop.

Until you wake,
And find one day,
The cold old man,
Has run away.

And winter's winds,
That blow and pass,
Left drifts of snowdrops,
In the grass.

Reminding us:
Where such things grow,
A snowman sniffled,
Not long ago.

Written by N. M. Bodecker