When it snows, I'll come to play; a warm touch melts me away. I'll stand by in a storm, ice and cold is how I'm born. Imagination sets me free, though my eyes can't really see. Sticks and stones make my bones, but my chilly vibes conjure festive tones.
What am I? Stop by Wednesday for the answer.
I gave you a clue!
Get wrapped up in a mystery and buy the bundle!
Snowman!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Alex - Snowman!
ReplyDeletea snowman
ReplyDeleteSounds like a snowman.Hugs, Valerie
ReplyDeleteI'm guessing a snowman too.
ReplyDeleteYes...it really is a snowman!
ReplyDeleteSnowman indeed!
ReplyDeleteSnowman from here too. And hopefully a snow-woman or two.
ReplyDeleteFrosty the Snowman? Have a lovely week.
ReplyDeleteA Snowman!
ReplyDeletemaybe snowman but Im not sure :)
ReplyDeleteSnowman. Yay, I guessed it myself.
ReplyDeleteHi DMS = I have to say snowman too ... we now have snow on the hills in Vancouver Island - cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteYep. A Snowman. Perfect riddle for winter!
ReplyDeleteSticks and stones? Could be Margaret Thatcher...
ReplyDeleteA snowman!
ReplyDeleteAnd a carrot for a nose....
ReplyDeleteA snowman or a stick? LOL!
ReplyDeleteExcellent guessing, Riddlers! The answer has been posted. ;) ~F
ReplyDeleteEee, snowman :D Such a lovely riddle. <3 Loved it :)
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