Plastic snowman

A plastic snowman 

The closest a desert will get to the beauty of snow 

Made to keep its form in the heat

But even a plastic snowman can melt 

It holds in heat for as long as it can 

The paint of its scarf fades away, but the snowman stays 

Relentlessly the heat continues, taking the snowman’s hat with it 

But the snowman stays.

The heat grows hungry

The carrot it calls its nose goes from orange to white

Can it even be called a carrot? 

It only mimics the perfection of a temporary snowman

Even still the snowman stays.

Finally the heat settles, it’s had its fun

Leaving the snowman with only its faded smile

But it was never a snowman at all 

It was plastic 

The plastic lost its purpose after been assaulted by the suns heat 

Having lost its appeal 

The snowman is replaced, with another piece of plastic