With a PencilA Poem by IonaFaith
Pens are permanent,
There is no room for mistakes, Everything has to be perfect First time around But not with a pencil. Keep it behind your ear, Or chewed between your teeth? Maybe you're tapping against the desk, Drumming up inspiration With a pencil. When an idea strikes You're ready to record those thoughts, In a sketch or through words, Or even just shorthand notes for later. That's what you can do with a pencil. © 2013 IonaFaith |
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Added on April 29, 2013 Last Updated on April 29, 2013 |

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