The girl looked out of the window.
The snowman lit up the garden.
Carefully she had placed a candle
in a little hole
in his Ice-cold belly.
She crawled into bed and made a wish that it would burn through the night.

Years later she watched her own child build a snowman.
Together they placed a candle
in a little hole
in his ice-cold belly.
With hope in her eyes the girl asked if it would burn through the night.

Years later she helped her grandson build a snowman.
As they lit the candle
in the hole
of his ice cold belly,
the boy stood back.
‘He might melt,’ he said.
‘Let’s hope so,’ she replied, ‘let’s hope so.’