Good morning guys
I woke up this beautiful
Giving all praise to my lord.
This Morning am hoping To be
Writing a poem about my pen. Enjoy ✌
Between my fingers and My thumb
it rests so quiet but never dumb
Sliding and gliding on the Open page
it keeps me busy In my bookish cage
It's life flows straight from It's fountain of ink
With which it makes the longest link
it prick And probes with its nifty nib
It's tiny tooth, it's eloquent tip
Digging and daring from The days of old An ancient Tool, for ever bold
A world Of words from its fluent tounge
The magic of music, the endless song
In its inky fountain there is a glowing fire
We stoke it deep and it takes us higher
Silent warrior with the thunderous word
For ever mightier than the mightiest sword.
Thank you for reading your comments is needed thanks. ♥