Feather and Ink

The scratch of the quill,
Like so many squeaking mice,
Chattered wisdom unto the page.
Such geeky childishness
Glowed in this nerdy soul.
What was an annoyance to others
Was a delight to her ears.
Can it be that the old ways
Bring such blossoming joy
In the hearts of those who find them?

-Anne B. Caitlin

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