Elliot
Canto V
A child’s footprints
Trail behind me
Yet I am alone
No sounds of laughter
No infantile tears
I am alone
Once beloved snowmen wave
Built to be admired
Then abandoned
Left to melt
No one to care
Alone
A child’s footprints lead
To a carrot in the snow
I return the nose
To its rightful owner
We share I laugh
I wipe a tear from his face
A Life in Poems 