White empty space

Like canvas without a trace

Calm loneliness

Lying on a snowy bed

In a winter forest

How to choose

Between yellow and blue

So wide is the range of hue

 

We need to add some black

Lest everything is way too flat

Go back

Now all the colours change so fast

 

Though they come and go

Like clouds of storm and snow

Moments of joy and sorrow

Then it all would end

Fading and growing thin

Waiting for a new begin

 

White snow blanket

Lying in silence

In a winter forest

Small feet running

Painting it on their way

With a shade of the day