Fingers curl around a ball point pen,
paper is out and ready.
A thought comes to mind,
and is transferred onto a single white sheet.
Ink, like a fountain, pours out
making the task easy to complete.
A clutter of words displayed for all to see,
but what makes it special is the rythm,
speaking the words at a steady pace,
soothing one's soul like a heartbeat.
Others gather around to compliment and adore,
but little do they know,
this was not just an assignment,
nor a burden or chore.
It was my heart and mind combined,
( together an inseperable pair)
that wanted to share something I dearly love,
with all of those who care.