Snowman Melting

Snowman melting.
Sunbeams pelting.
Ice welding.
Winds belting.
Nothing helping.
The sun was bright.
The mood was light 
The snow was white.
Try as he might.
He put up a good fight.
Well into the night.
When the world was frozen,
this snowman was chosen.
He was built with emotion.
And cared for with devotion.

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