As the sun began to shine a little warmer, the Snowman began to look worried. He saw the piles of snow shrinking, turning into puddles. He looked at Sia with his deep, dark coal eyes and felt his heavy snow-chest beat with fear. He didn't want to leave her.
Sia wasn't sad, though. She knew that the best snowmen, the ones who dance and love, never truly leave. They just wait, in the cold, for the next time the world turns white. If you enjoyed this, I can: Make a Create a different, magical storyline Add more characters Let me know what you think! How-To Build a Snowman | Step by Step for Kids!! SiaВ Snowman
In the quiet, icy silence of the backyard, Sia built him. He wasn't just any snowman; he was fashioned from the purest, softest snow of the season, with eyes made of black coal that seemed to sparkle with a quiet mischief and a long, orange carrot nose. She wrapped her own red woolen scarf around his neck and whispered a promise: "Don't ever leave me, Snowman." As the sun began to shine a little
“Come with me,” the Snowman seemed to whisper. “Let’s go where the snow never melts.” He didn't want to leave her
Sia loved him, but she knew the secret of winter—it never lasts.
When the morning sun broke through the clouds, the snowman was gone. In his place was only a wet, shimmering patch of white, and the red scarf lying on the grass.
“Don't cry,” he seemed to say, his snowy breath misting in the air, “just know that I’ll be here forever.”
