BY W. W. ELLSWORTH

One day we built a snowman.
We made him out of snow;
You’d ought to see how fine he was—
All white from top to toe!

We poured some water on him,
And froze him, legs and ears;
And when we went indoors to bed
I said he’d last two years.

But in the night a warmer kind
Of wind began to blow,
And winter cried and ran away,
And with it ran the snow.

And in the morning when we went
To bid our friend good day,
There wasn’t any snowman there—
Everything’d runned away!