Pencil
I borrowed your favorite pencil
and broke it right in half
I'm sure you really needed it
yet now its in the trash
I know I should have asked you
it just didn't cross my mind
forgive me please for I was angry
and the snap of the wood sounded pleasant
and made me feel like smiling
Copyright © Heather Fleming | Year Posted 2006
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