2B
I found a magic wand among my things
A slender wooden baton with a tip
Embossed with cryptic signs and gilded rings
It fit my hand just so, with comfy grip
It told me I should take a pristine sheet
And sit in silence, waiting for a call
A muse would come to make the scene complete
To bring about a certain magic spell
The wand to hand, I settled down to see
Allowed my mind to wander, look around
At length the muse appeared and spoke to me
I took the wand and worked without a sound
And as I coaxed it gently to and fro
It conjured first a ghostly kind of smile
And then two eyes with spirit full aglow
This wand had all the power to beguile
And when the muse was fading, duty done
The face I’d drawn was smiling back at me
My wand had brought to life this bit of fun
Sometimes a pencil’s all you need 2B
