life full of sheet: write!

first, crayon scribbled across

the surface of your infancy,

you learnt the basics

until you were weaned of wax. 

later, a pencil sketched out

the calligraphy of your being.

your wobbly hand, drew

crooked lines and curves

till it formed an autograph

of your name. then the lid   broke .

now, a pen scribes the stories of your days;

you can now write pages worth turning.

clear calligraphy, crafting each letter,

so even bitter tales are beautiful to read. 

© Marcel.