We became one as we sat together drawing through the night
I was yours and you were mine we created beauty together
I never thought the day would come when I knew there would be fire
We made mountains coloured in seas and spikes for all occasions
You were there my Parrot Green and this is my odd to you
My dreams of colours and flying rainbows are there when ur around
it drips from my imagination and was seen through you colour
I have come to terms PC1006 with the fact that you wont last forever
But now its hear I can feel the tears welling in my colour pallet.
Sure I know there will be more but alas i’ve tried to find you
apparently you were just to good the softest creamiest
parrot green I’d ever seen and used, And I can’t find another to replace you.
Blast this gift that I received I’ve fallen for the wrong colours they are fading
away and with them goes my hope to ever find them. I don’t want you to go I need you here your the piece that binds us together. I can’t stop and I need you to stay but I can’t stop using you and I know you would have wanted it this way.
Odd To You
My pencil I love so much
Lisadee, about 1 year ago
Lovely, huge smile pasted across my face after reading this. Congrats on the front page – go VJ!
vjwriggs, about 1 year ago
Thanks babes this is a real story my PC1006 is fading away not much left of him now, And yes people my pencils are like my cars they are either male of female and they have names Haaa Haaa No really they do!!!!!!!!
LittleHelen, about 1 year ago
Ha! Love it vj…;)
Dragoncat, about 1 year ago
Love it, very moving short story!! hope you get a good replacement sometime before it goes…
Roscoe Davis III, 6 months ago
I like it