Her Pencil Poem by Nicola (IG Nicola_JustMe) Pillai
Her Pencil
As she sharpened her pencil, oh, what a display,
She watched the shavings gracefully peel away.
Their pretty little frills, Danced amongst the fray,
Like little ballerinas, in a whimsical ballet.
She pondered for a moment, her mind adroit,
Adding an enchanting touch to its newly formed point.
Her creativity sparked, her imagination took flight,
Crafting a masterpiece, a work of art to anoint.
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