Feet painting

Written by: Seren Roberts

Gazing at the pristine snow
Thinking what a painting I could do

Can paint a portrait with a smile
Or an athlete running a mile

Maybe a single petal as it flutters
Or a country window complete with shutters

But wait another artist is here
Hopping gently without fear

He makes a circle of fine feet
Looking inwards aren’t they sweet

He flies away his picture complete
Tiny footprints made by tiny feet

It was the robin making the snow his own
Looking for crumbs of cake I had thrown

For all the hungry birds too eat
It didn’t  matter what size the  feet.

What picture on the snow did he adorn?
Was a great picture of a crown or thorns