Auto Art Poem by Ima Ryma

Sometimes one winter storm will bring
Snow, rain, sleet, ice and hail in form,
And leave pieces of art working
On all surface touched by the storm.
Such was the case that be last night,
And when I came out the next morn,
My car was covered in delight,
What artist nature's hand had borne.
Exquisite abstracts I did view,
Pablo Picasso came to mind,
Timed period on my car of blue,
In wondrous work that be divined.

A lovely winter weather scape,
But then of course I had to scrape.