This is my sister's poem, and the sequel to her Lament of the Pencil.
She just put it up on Facebook with this text;
"Some of you may remember my Lament of the Pencil a while back. Well, I found a pencil that was curiously alike today, lying on the ground in the same building. Thought it seemed appropriate to write another little poem.
(Insert the poem here.)
It turned out pretty good, which is unusual. So now I'm convinced I can't write poetry unless it has to do with pencils."
So as you can see, my sister has little confidence in her poetry skills, which seems to be unfounded. Don't you think these are good?
Anyways, like before I will be letting her know about any comments, so just feel free to address them to her directly!
Link to Lament of the Pencil:
http://www.postpoems.org/authors/remniscent/poem/947465
