It was the most magical thing <br />I’d ever seen <br /> <br />a winter scene <br />with a stumpy little snowman <br />leaning on a broom <br /> <br />and snow coloured trees. <br /> <br />The snowman was always smiling. <br /> <br />Then the world shock <br />and turned upside down <br /> <br />and the blizzard began again. <br /> <br />Snowflakes falling in <br />slow motion. <br /> <br />I wanted them to fall forever. <br /> <br />My sister smiling at <br />my: “Again...again! ” <br /> <br />turned the little glass world <br />upside down <br /> <br />and once again the snowflakes fell <br />so slowly suspended in time. <br /> <br /> <br />I smiled at the snowman smiling. <br />My sister smiled at me. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I would spend time after time <br />forever after <br /> <br /> playing with <br />suspended Time <br /> <br />stopping the world <br />to begin it again. <br /> <br />One day it fell <br />(shattered) <br />and spilled out <br /> <br />all across the lace table cloth <br />lapping at the evil smelling geraniums. <br /> <br />The snowman was plastic <br />(and the snow was plastic too) . <br /> <br />Time poured itself out to <br />the edge of the table
