Life of a Pencil

A Pencil it is, born out of a pencil box,

All so fresh, so naive, unable to walk & talk
 

A human it is, anxious to work,

who removes all the naivety, preparing the pencil to face the world
 

A young pencil it is, that lands in the hands of a child,

both struggle to scribble, trying to make sense of the unknown words
 

A young boy it is, who carefully places the precious young pencil in his bag,

serving as the most prized possession he ever had
 

An adult pencil it is, that accompanies an artist, a sketcher or a student,

helping them give wings to their imagination to conquer the world with its mere stroke
 

A professional it is, who carries with him different sorts of pencils,

that help him showcase his experience of all bygone years to the future
 

An old tiny piece of pencil it remains, not to be used ever again,

its magnificence captured in the works of the famous
 

An old man he becomes, still holding on to the tiny pieces of the broken pencil,

only to satisfy himself that has company & is not all alone.