Translated by Joseph R. Allen
I built a snowman
At your front door
To stand in my stead， waiting there
In all its stupidity
Then you buried your lollipop1
Deep into its snowy heart
Saying this little sweetness
Would perk2 it up
The snowman did not smile
Did not make a sound
And then the bright spring sun
Melted him away
Where is he now？
Where is that candied heart？
A bee buzzes
Beside the small puddle of tears