Colours of Hope

Clank and wobble the metal case reveals what lies beneath,
Pencils dark and light,
Smell of wood diffuses throughout the room,
Pencils short and long,
I grab what is yet to bring colour to the empty, sheet of hope,
Pencils blunt and sharp,
Gliding smoothly as I draw, colour and create,
Pencils bright and dull,
They have more radiant colours than a rainbow,
Pencils outline and shade,

Swish and sway goes the pencil as I draw with emotion and motion,
Pencils bring joy and laughter,
It feels hard and smooth at the same time as I grip the end,
Pencils bring surprise and fear,
Point is sharp and strong as I glide across the soft yet strong sheet of pureness,
Pencils bring anger and shame,
My hands move forewords and backwards as I create a piece of art,
Pencils bring envy and kindness,
My hands curve and lift as I finish my sheet of colour,
Pencils bring love and happiness out of nothing.