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.