The nib of the pen approaches the paper,
The faintest touch causes a mark.
From this mark the pen is slid
Upwards in a curve.
The beginning of the letter is formed,
The stroke goes down,
Then to the side as the letter is finished.
Another letter is started until a word is formed,
The beauty of each word from the mind,
Is painted onto the page,
Showing the skill of the writer.
As each line of words is formed
The pome is finsished.
The writing has taken so much tiem,
Such intensity of thougt to form eeach word,
To farm eech leter,
That the speling becums a bit odd.