I have the freedom of a bird, and the leash of a pet.

I go in hard, and I come out soft; all along you love to blow me.

apple, orange, watermelon, bread, cake, pie, cheese, pizza, life. or sideways golf shot. What am I ?

I’m swept across a canvas to create something new, or rolled across a wall to give it a brighter hue.

I dance in circles, a whirl of colors and scents, transforming chaos into order. I make the crisp embrace of fresh dawn lie within folded fabrics.