The Messenger's Assistant
The Life Of A Pencil
The simple pencil, ever humble and meek.
A tool of art, but so often unseen.
Master of the written word, it’s a never-ending task.
Segregated by the creator, doomed to obscurity in the background its cast.
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Unknowingly made from graphite and clay,
It still scribbles lines on paper each day.
Lacking appreciation for its work, long forgotten its dues
Until a master sweeps in with a message of truth.
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Alas! In that moment it stands proud and tall
Knowing at last, its purpose is one and all.
Blessed with pride in the slants of letters,
And artistic strokes to bind them together.
About the Creator
Una Savage
I'm Una Savage. I love reading and writing, and I enjoy traveling. Most importantly, I'm the mother of an autistic child which is both challenging and rewarding, and it has taught me a great deal about life and myself.
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