When the snow is falling fast:
white all around,
a change of weather is not past:
with a brush it can be found.
Winter's blank world can be masked with some paint;
sunshine's rays find light on a pond,
colors warm without restraint.
When budget limits travel,
the car in the drive a fixture,
when airplanes fly above to lands only seen in picture,
the brush dipped in colors of a distant day
splashes out paths to places far away.
with eager strokes,
becomes a garden of possibilities.