I Picked Up a Pen



I Picked Up a Pen

I picked up a pen

Scratched lines and shapes
across a page

Gave life to 
a character 
a world
a voice

The character was like me
and not like me

The world was like mine
but not like mine

The voice was mine

You picked up a book

Lines and shapes printed
across a page

Life breathed into
a character
a world
a voice

The character was like you
and not like you

The world was like yours
and not like yours

The voice was yours

What will we pick up next?


Author:
Katie L. Carroll
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