Writing on the wall of life
With an ink-filled fountain pen
Permanently making my mark
Because I have never really liked
The leaded scratchings of pencils
That can easily be erased.
But what about the black and white
Chalkboard that leaves a film of dust?
Each stroke changing the scene
Every erasure never quite entire
Give me paper and pen
And hand me a chalkboard too
To write of things of forever
Within the everyday moments with you.
I like the line "Every erasure never quite entire." Even the white board shows a build up of messages left behind.
ReplyDeleteSo very true. Thank you for reading and taking time to comment!
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ReplyDeleteI agree with Magaret. That line is very powerful.
I appreciate your insight and for reading my writing. It means the world to me.
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