• I can’t remember if I was born
    A mother and father I have none
    I was stacked three moons high
    Blessed with button eyes
    And a pebble smile

    I remember when I first saw my creator
    A small boy much shorter than I
    He shared his hat and scarf
    And smiled warmly

    So here I will stand
    Tall and proud until spring
    And although I smile
    I can still feel a stinging sadness
    Because one day
    It’ll be as if I never was
    And I think he’ll miss me