Metaphor Poem

Being Changed

I was inspired to do this poem by a friend who told me to write about the first thing I saw and mold it into an issue.

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The Pencil Case

Published by Family Friend Poems October 2009 with permission of the Author.

The eraser erased my bad habits
While the pencil drew in new ones
The glue stick glued on a whole new face
As the scissors cut away my background and past
The ballpoint pen then made the changes permanent
While the colored pencils shaded in my body
The calculator changed my way of thinking
As the sharpener grazed over my rough edges
Finally, the ruler
I had to measure up to your standards
Now me and you
We walk, talk and think the same
Two moving as one
I don't even know who I've become
What I was before
You've changed me more than you'll ever know

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