The Life of a Pencil
by Zoe McCaffrey (6th)
Dancing
Swirling
Spinning
Twisting
Writing
Drawing
Contradicting
All of this is in my brain
This need to sway flows through my veins
Tripping
Falling
Then–
Erase!
And then gone
Is my mistake
All my mess-ups can be gone
With just a swish! It’s a new dawn
Grinding
Pounding
Stressing
Breaking
In the sharpener
I am shaking
A scary part that leaves me better
I can write stories, poems, letters
Failing
Shrinking
Leaving–
Left
A pencil you
Will soon forget
My time to twirl has met an end..
I hope, at least, I was your friend