Lily and the snowman

On one gloomy night as the snowflakes were falling down, Lily was making a snowman. She put a bendy carrot on for is nose and a huge smile on his face.

Lily finished and jumped up and down with joy. Suddenly the snowman waved it’s sticky hand. He had come alive. The snowman looked at his hand as moon shone. He saw a reflection on the back fence. The snowman started to make a bird with his fingers. Lily loved hearing the story of all the things the bird could see.

Next came a horse leaping over a canyon then people kissing under an umbrella. Lily looked up and she saw the snowman melting. She had a great idea.  Grabbing a wheelbarrow, she put the snowman in the freezer at the back of the garage. Lilly gave the snowman her teddy bear for comfort in the dark.

Every night for years, Lily and the snowman would sit in the backyard sharing stories. As Lily got older she got more busy and forgot to visit the snowman for stories.

As time passed, boxes stacked up in the garage, new cars came and went. The snowman was still in the freezer as the garage door closed.  

In a large city and in a tall building sat Lily. She was busy working as the snowflakes were falling outside. She tipped over her mug which knocked over her lamp. The light from the lamp shone through the snow globe and made a shadow of a snowman. Suddenly she remembered about the snowman in the freezer all alone.  

Lily grabs her jacket and car keys then rushed back home. In the garage Lily  had to shift all the stuff away to reach the freezer. Behind the icicles sat the snowman who still had the same twinkle in his eyes.

From then on, Lily always sat out at the back of the house to enjoy a story with the snowman. Years later her little girl enjoyed the stories too.