The Snowman

no do-overs

no second

helpings

the nor’easter

comes ripping

up the coast

closing

roads

schools

whole neighborhoods

bringing a

much anticipated

winter holiday

even before

the storm breaks

you’re in the yard with the kids

hoping they remember

sledding

building

an ice fort

a family of snowmen

packing the body balls adding

who knows why branch arms

cookie eyes

carrot noses

later inside

by the fire

you warm

with coffee

hot cider

wait for night

for tomorrow

when the snow

and all you’ve created

begins to melt away