Snowman
I made a little snowman
As friendly as could be
With carrot nose and his own clothes
He played with me all day.
We had much fun,
Until the sun,
Which meant he couldn’t stay,
He took one look at that great orb
And quickly ran away.
As friendly as could be
With carrot nose and his own clothes
He played with me all day.
We had much fun,
Until the sun,
Which meant he couldn’t stay,
He took one look at that great orb
And quickly ran away.
This poem is copyright (©) Laura Cooney 2025
About the Writer
Laura Cooney
Laura Cooney is a writer and spoken word poet from Edinburgh. She writes for both children and adults and is currently working on both a children’s fantasy novel and a single collection of poems for both. Her children’s work has been published most recently in Parakeet Mag, The Toy Press, Little Thoughts Press, The Dirigible Balloon, Northern Gravy and on Brian Moses Blogspot. Find more on X and Bluesky @lozzakidwriting @lozzawriting and www.lozzawriting.com. When she's not writing, she'll be found with her daughters, as close to the sea as possible, seeking shells. There will be ice-cream!
