A blank sheet of paper
White as snow,
Just waiting to be filled:
With feelings of love,
Pain, and excitement.
My pen glides across the paper,
Leaving behind permanent marks
With some imperfections,
Some mistakes.
Just as an ice skater
Mellifluously skates across the ice,
Making shapes that will
Forever freeze.
With some falls here and there.
This to me is:
Beautiful.
Relephant:
The Power of Music & Writing.
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Author: Pavita Singh
Apprentice Editor: Ellie Cleary/Editor: Yoli Ramazzina
Photo: Flickr/William Arthur
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