
While walking on the snowy ground, I met a snowman, sitting while looking at me.
“What are you looking?” I asked.
“The skiers, they are rumbling,” this little snowman answered.
This snowman is quite little. His nose is from a carrot.
“Oh, is it going to be a snow shower today?” I asked, full of excitement.
“Well, you may say so. Why do you look so happy?” He asked me back.
“I never felt the snow before, that’s why I am happy to experience one,” I responded to his question.
He looked sad. His body is almost falling. His hands were shrinking. Even his lips did not smile.
“I don’t know if you like this, but I must say I am not going to be happy about it,” the snowman confessed.
“Strange, why?” I asked.
“You know, people would start enjoying the shower and they would build another snowman. Soon they’ll destroy and forget me,” he said.
©mhsantosa (2012)
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