Sunday, February 11, 2007


He was looking at a picture
of his son hugging his grandson,
and soon he picked up a pencil
and held it with care.
He turned it in his fingers
and examined the beautiful black lead
at the tip. He touched a piece of paper
with the lead and led it softly across
the page to the edge
and then started again at the left side.
The pencil left words
resting on the paper.
They seemed happy to be there,
smiling and clasping each other

in close companionship.

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