Dear Friend by S.J. Tyler It’s time again, my yellow pencil friend To sit back and watch you dance Shut my eyes, save for a crack (Just to keep you on the lines) I’ll let you carry my feelings to paper A gap no one crosses but you Your bright pink eraser Need not be used Since you create only that Which must be told Holding you loosely, I let you rip, Your unique path choreographed By the words in my mind A lovelier show has never been seen Then your slender body Gracefully flowing across the page You fly, you roll, you tiptoe I’m in control but you have the real power You filter clichés and let only pure original thought seep through A true writer’s closest friend Right beside her ballpoint pen. 07/04/2001 Posted on 09/05/2003 Copyright © 2025 S.J. Tyler Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)