Pen Ink Paper
Pen,Ink, Paper
I see piece of paper,
Next I see some Ink,
And finally I noticed a
lovely and unique pen.
But to my surprise they
we're out of sync.
That had a bad, bad
disagreement.
I wanted to help so
I asked what the
problem was.
Each tried to talk at the
same time, I waved my
hand said one at time.
( I felt like a judge)
Ink, you can go first,
he nodded and began
to talk
" I'm tired of not being
appreciated. If it wasn't
for me no poems, books,
songs, or words in general
would ever be seen".
The pen just interrupted
ink, Wait a minute you
and me or inseparable.
We have lived together
for centuries. You need
me ink".
Paper jumped in and said
" Where would you display
all your pieces of work if
it wasn't for me? Your work
would be useless. I'm talking
to you both".
I finally jumped in and said,
all three of you are important.
You all serve a special purpose.
But you serve a bigger when
you all are in sync working
together as a unified team."
When I said those words,
they made up and became
a team once again.
The End.
10-25-19
Alexis Y.
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